From the Alleys of Starvation (by A.J. Huffman)

 

From the Alleys of Starvation

This dark does not make me
blind. Just a pattern
ed window or wall. Maybe
two. Built [divided] and
labeled “blue.” (How blasé.)
Prints of desire
are stacked to form a 3-
sided cell. O’ feigned pain.

Drama is the true art(ist)
in this demented scene.

That I am stuck (stained
planed and trained) in and for
this anesthetized frame
is a testimony to my elusivity.
Or was it my electricity?
Either way I am the conduit
against the luminosity.
Hit me. Flick me. Switch me.

Pressure is the key
that marks the stage.
Right?

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“From the Alleys of Starvation” (c) 2013 by A.J. Huffman

A.J. Huffman is a poet and freelance writer in Daytona Beach, Florida.  Her chapbook Inside the Walls of a Blackened Book, was published in 2013 by The Poet’s Haven.  She has six previously published collections of poetry available on Amazon.com.  She has also published her work in numerous national and international literary journals.  She is currently the editor for six online poetry journals for Kind of a Hurricane Press.  Find more about A.J. Huffman, including additional information and links to her work on Facebook and Twitter.

The Psychological Entanglements of Two Warped Souls (by A.J. Huffman)

 

The Psychological Entanglements of Two Warped Souls

Spin whispers around
my mind.
Blink.
Twist.
It-me-in
blind gossamers of
misdirected belief.
Deny.
My eyes
their glimmer
and knowledge.
Turn
them all [over].
Paint
them back. Black. (K)not
them into a fine blanket.
Unfinished.
I will fall through
my own holes.
Strained
[and] understanding will form
from my form
                     er resurrection.
Go. Glow. Grow
wind.
From the shapely shadows
of our segregated kiss.

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“The Psychological Entanglements of Two Warped Souls” (c) 2013 by A.J. Huffman

A.J. Huffman is a poet and freelance writer in Daytona Beach, Florida.  Her chapbook Inside the Walls of a Blackened Book, was published in 2013 by The Poet’s Haven.  She has six previously published collections of poetry available on Amazon.com.  She has also published her work in numerous national and international literary journals.  She is currently the editor for six online poetry journals for Kind of a Hurricane Press.  Find more about A.J. Huffman, including additional information and links to her work on Facebook and Twitter.

A Game of Statues (by A.J. Huffman)

 

A Game of Statues
by A.J. Huffman

“I was a god and self-enchanted”
                    — May Swenson

Look at me.
Can you see the world
in my eyes?
I have built it
for you.
On my knees.
They hate the dirt.
And have damned me
for the duration.
But I will live
with the scars
and the stares.
If you will acknowledge my presence.
As needed.
As desired.
I want to be worshipped.
By your words.
As well as your skin.
It isn’t a sin.
I promise.
As long as you are willing.
To stay.

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A.J. Huffman is a poet and freelance writer in Daytona Beach, Florida.  She has previously published three collections of poetry: The Difference Between Shadows and Stars, Carrying Yesterday, and Cognitive Distortion.  She has also published her work in national and international literary journals such as Avon Literary Intelligencer, Writer’s Gazette, and The Penwood Review.  Find more about A.J. Huffman, including links to her work, on Facebook and at http://twitter.com/poetess222.

Hostages of Attention (by A.J. Huffman)

 

Hostages of Attention
by A.J. Huffman

Fired to incandescence
My eyes spin
wildly
whenever you are near.
And what an illusion.
It brings your smile
every time.
And I know
you know
it’s all a trick.
But anything that draws your touch
is a pain
I am willing
to carry
in my stare.

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A.J. Huffman is a poet and freelance writer in Daytona Beach, Florida.  She has previously published three collections of poetry: The Difference Between Shadows and Stars, Carrying Yesterday, and Cognitive Distortion.  She has also published her work in national and international literary journals such as Avon Literary Intelligencer, Writer’s Gazette, and The Penwood Review.  Find more about A.J. Huffman, including links to her work, on Facebook and at http://twitter.com/poetess222.

Languishing on a Continent of Faults and Tears (by A.J. Huffman)

 

Languishing on a Continent of Faults and Tears
by A.J. Huffman

I have underestimated your inability
to imagine.
I am real.
I am here.
A prisoner now.
Locked
behind unseeing eyes.
I am beyond blind.
Beyond sight’s fleeting perceptions.
And I am freezing
in the standardization
of some anti-nirvanic ideal.
You can’t even acknowledge.
I would rather be broken.
Or razored.
Or wrong.
I would rather be.
Beleaguered,
I battle my own sanity.
Wishing yours, too, was gone.
Ground up.
Slashed thin.
One or both scattered
on a whim.

I still believe
unstable has its own brilliance.
And a breathing
that is haunting.
Human.
And uncomfortably
shaped like home.

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A.J. Huffman is a poet and freelance writer in Daytona Beach, Florida.  She has previously published three collections of poetry: The Difference Between Shadows and Stars, Carrying Yesterday, and Cognitive Distortion.  She has also published her work in national and international literary journals such as Avon Literary Intelligencer, Writer’s Gazette, and The Penwood Review.  Find more about A.J. Huffman, including links to her work, on Facebook and at http://twitter.com/poetess222.