The Mess Inside by James Diaz

you know who you are
by the shape on the wall

you know how to fall
into place, broken glass

memory shifter, your tired little body
flailing, failing

it’s your half light
it’s the last call tonight

it’s the wild wolf coming for you
ambulance lights

the shape you leave
in the snow

one huge heft of human
wears you down, don’t it

getting through
getting by, slept it off one too many times

only putting down what you know
break and break and you’re broken

after a while
it’s the only way

the light you lay in
hands to the floor, officer, I meant no harm

in the name of the father
i meant only laughter

meant only the name i was given
sour in my mouth

and here i am
take me in your shadow

i am dressed for the kill
i am dressed for the light.

 

©2018 James Diaz

 

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Bio: James Diaz is the author of This Someone I Call Stranger (2018) Indolent Books. In 2016 he founded the online literary arts and music journal Anti-Heroin Chic to provide a platform for often unheard voices, including those struggling with addiction, mental illness and Prison/confinement. His work has appeared in Occulum, Bone & Ink Press, Moonchild Magazine, Memoir Mix-Tapes and Drunk Monkeys. He resides in upstate New York, in between balanced rocks and horse farms. He has never believed in anything as strongly as he does the power of poetry to help heal a shattered life.

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