Starfish
My disseminated veins
Extend like the arms
Of a baked starfish
Thirsting for the salt
Of an extroverted mercy
Diversion
I sought compassion
In the sea, in salient tides
That furnish diversion
Secret Garden
I’ve traveled the fathoms
Of a skeletal garden
Searching for the key
That would unlock,
Once and for all,
The crimson doors
Of my ailing mind
Scrutiny
The surface seared
A enigmatic sun stalling
In the hem
Of an empyreal robe
She held me captive
Beneath her scrutiny
I burned, as if a fiend
Held against a cross
That could not bless
Without slaughter