Matthew J. Hall- Three Poems

Bitter Sweet

Decayed sorrow

seeps from her pores

into the syrup

drizzled and spread

on her inner thighs,

spread. Her lover licks

at it skilfully. It is bitter sweet

on her tongue.

cognitive dissonance

it is a shame

to be yearning for two opposing extremes

bored with middle ground

playing at productivity

pretending to care about family, work, timetables and all other such inconveniences

it is a loathsome state of affairs

when in full awareness one walks into a trap

a self made, carefully hand crafted trap

it is a waste

after weeks, months, sometimes years of reasoning

deciding, choosing the right side of the track

to suddenly, from nowhere, turn left as the returning mutt

it is contradictory

multiple, heavyweight, determined personalities

all battle out for gained ground

and for what?

it is predictable

both paths are bloodied and brutal

the well intended, who tries to paint truth onto white clouds and fresh air

and the buried head, who spits out grains of sand as he lies

will both have their time as the killer and the killed

it is an unfortunate predicament

when love become nothing more than a word

when both parties of the same being become overwhelmed by tiredness

and there is nothing for it but to give it all over

hoping for quiet, hoping for peace

it is lost

standing over the sink

surrounded by filthy dishes, pots, pans, glass in hand

wavering over the drain, shaking, gagging at the hands of the stench in the vapours from the vodka

knowing that as the many bottles before it

by the stinking sink hole

or the cunt-hole of a mouth

a decision must be made

Love's Gentle Fingers

She touched my inner man

with her soft, subtle fingers and

all at once my understanding of all things

shattered into tiny pieces.

I was wrecked; ruined for this world.

She healed and destroyed me, stripped

away every well formed pretension.

Turned me into a moronic genius and

all I could do was stand and stare

like a naked idiot. 

Bio: Matthew J. Hall is a writer who lives in Bristol England. More about him and links to his published work can be viewed at www.screamingwithbrevity.com