Monday, September 21, 2015

The Anneslee Poems: Hand Prints

You slip your hand from mine,
leaving your hand print
seared into my skin.

I never want to wash
where we touched
again –

just walk around,
lost in love
and the feeling
of where you have been
on me.

You slip your hand from my face,
leaving your hand print
of hate
burning my skin.

I cannot wash you away,
the pain sticks to my
skin –

no matter how hard I scrub
your wound lingers,
the stain imprinted
with your five fingers
I cannot get rid of.

The memory of fear
you leave on me
scars my heart
like botched surgery.

It ruins the love
that lived on my skin;
how changed I am
one hand print
to the next.

Wednesday, April 1, 2015


The whitecoats say
I am deficient
in sunshine
and iron,
the things
that brighten
and strengthen
from within.

If they only knew
all the ways
I am deficient.

My heart
has withered
into a raisin
in my chest.

There is no love,
no happiness,
no abstract feeling

Just a sad memory
of what was.

Monday, December 29, 2014

The Anneslee Poems: Use with Caution

To you,
they are sounds
you make
with your mouth.

They mean nothing.

To me,
they are pieces
of your soul
from your lips
with every breath.

They mean everything.

Is it no wonder,
you shattered
my heart
with one sentence?

The Anneslee Poems: TKO

You say
"I love you"
with your fists
like a boxer
in a prize fight.
You leave
colorful reminders
so I never forget
how much
you care.
This is my life
behind closed doors.
This is how much
you care.
I raise the white flag,
throw in the towel,
surrender my life,
give up.
My body can't handle
your kind
of love.

Friday, December 19, 2014

The Anneslee Poems: Thunder and Lightning

Wherever you are,
there I am.
We cannot be
anything less
or more
than what we are
You are the charge
in the spark
of my fire.
I am the light
in the sky
of your morning.
We burn
down the world
like stars falling.
You are my thunder,
I am your lightning.

Friday, November 7, 2014

The Anneslee Poems: Space Jump

I’ve jumped feet first
into a black hole
with you.

I hold your hand,
you hold my heart,
the world is ours.

We have no beginning
and there is no end.
We are together.


Tuesday, October 14, 2014

The Anneslee Poems: Break

Jack Daniels permeates the air
as you stumble into the couch,
a chair,
the counter –
anything in your way.

You throw punches,
then words,
then look to see
the damage done.

Bone to bone,
I feel my face break
down to my toes
as the flesh of your flesh
splits and tears in two
like my heart.

You bury your fists
in me –
another version of you –
until the fuel burns out.

Two bodies on the floor,
but only one
will crawl out of here.