Damaged Goods

Damaged Goods
By, Jess Dickson

Eyes turned within, peering inside
Look away now
Look away
The walls are crawling, cockroach memory infested
Broken heart bones heaped in cryptic corners
Yesterdays faces distorted
Innocence thieving ogres

Eyes blood streaked and color-blind
Go away
Go away now
Nails overgrown to fight, claw
Find the bottom of this tomb
Sharpened by death’s unforgiving blade

Eyes turned inside, peeking within
Come back now
Come back
Sludge of soul oozes through pores
Spilling black-oil tears

Eyes turned out, peering to light
Hold me
Hold me now
Aching hands reveal faith in nothing known
Nothing but you

Can You?

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Can You?
By, Jess Dickson

Standing still
Standing still and gazing out
Rivulet’s tickling toes
Feel it
Feel its gentle rush, swift descent

Bending low
Bending low and staring down
Droplets rest upon the back of stones
See it
See the winking moonbeam, caught inside

Am I here?
Please tell me, can you see me?
Illusions of substance ensnared
Caught in the knot of days, life slipped away
Without me

Can you hear me?
Please tell me, can you hear me?
Mist of breath suspended
Vibration of thought-sounds dangle out of reach
Frozen secrets, time capsulated truth
Clutched by gnarled willow fingers
Could I ever speak at all?


Kneeling down
Kneeling down and hanging on
Tears drip, a light rain of isolation
Bitter tracings of memories escaped
Soul-fired cries released

Can you see-
Can you hear me now?
Can you?

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Conjured Love
By, Jess Dickson

I have dreamed you
Crafted you in the grayness of sleep
Sculpted your body with my hands, strong enough to hold
Weak enough to bend
Pushed the curve of your lips into a smile
Sprinkled light into your eyes

I have known you
Traded secrets in silence
Cut-open hearts and imagined fairytales
Chased you in shadows
Laughing-dancing-twirling-passion

I have loved you
Felt the warm meeting of skin
All-consuming binding souls
Free-falling heart-shaped promises

I have waited for you
Perched low in obscure fantasy
Breath held in
Sorted through men
Papers caught in wind
Void of meaning
Fly away
Fly

I have found you
Long years wasted come to perfect end
Conjured lover brought to life

Shaking Free

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Shaking Free
By, Jess Dickson


I saw you at the edge of time, casting bones to ghosts
Bargaining for the faces of souls trapped
Beneath the ice-wall of self-recrimination
Before the bones fell, a free-fall of forgiveness
You danced across the sky, leaving a trail of silver light
In the thunder of landing home the ice cracked
Crooned a gentle song of peace

When my blinded eyes couldn’t see
That shimmering light, trail of sparkle-dust
Still you came to me
Like the scent of a mid-summer storm
Carried by the wind
On a late August night
Just enough to make me shudder,

I’m just a girl
Who listened to the cry of wolves
Too many nights following the scent of despair
Whose voice can’t find the song, out of tune, out of range


Tonight you come in close, closer
Singing low, whisper-love and letting go
Shaking the stars from the hook of the moon
Shaking me free

Touchable Dreams

Touchable Dreams
By, Jess Dickson

Oh to be the air you breathe
Swirl between the slit of your lips
As dreams faraway tickle your eyes

My dream's to sleep inside the rain
Beside the storm of passion
That smolders sensation and brews strong drink

Morning cup of heart
Sipped through lips that only part
For you, your milk thistle language

I’ve learned every vowel, every consonant
In the punch drunk color my lazy tongue suffers
Awakening only in the night
To coil around the edge of your sighs
Cleanse you free from the world outside
Where they paint their demands upon your chest
And the unevenness of me
Comes to rest

You tangle my hair in your fingers
Seemingly unaware
Of the heart-roots planted in your palm

Oh to be the air we breathe
Dancing between parted lips
Bodies and souls joined in the space between
As touchable dreams we create