I took my words out to you
Many tried to be the best but you made it life
I could not say you are the best
Only my love for you meant the best
I can say you are mine for life in me is about you
you made me smile a year ago and now you still do

how do they slaughter you when you are mine
a cow you are not
many are mercy full
love is just nothing in life
I am you and you are the world to me

in nineteen twenty two
he fell really sick
my father’s little brother
three year old Cliff

Diphtheria, the doctors said

perhaps it hurt his brain
for after he recovered
anger and violence came

Dad said he was
'normal, but threw real hissy fits’
then, more and more, came mood swings
that only Dad could fix

at times uncontrollable
at age twenty-five
to the sorrow of my grandparents
was institutionalised

Why who is she compared to who am i . Why is need more than a manhood made from pride . I want to keep every definition that my love should provide. But I have found out that definition's are a fault of compromised

I am wasting this beautiful life
sleeping all day all night
the snows keep me indoors
as I am not independent
but this laps top befriends me
more than does my own kith and kin
i reveal my inner self to the world
far and wide
and within my shell of loneliness
i slide
i can't that hide

i am on fire.
i am burning and your sweat would put me out but you’re all dried up.
there is nothing flowing from you, you are not a fountain,
at least not my fountain, and towards the end embers were all i could get.

i am on fire and there is nothing to do about it by myself.
i am tired of this temperature because it is sad when you are alone,
and the sad flames lick through the sad wind,
a sad bird flies through the air
and i can’t tell if it is red or if it’s on fire, too.

aloof alone
the moon stays
the claw of limbs
clamour in the
ice crystals

the fuck its stuffed
frozen like the
foam cast take out
trays
the few crushed bills
like an old dead nest

All the ragged holes
we stuffed with words
while the black vinyl
spun
we ground out like
bad germs
exterminated come
the sun

Dilations of our reception
tuned in the ossuary
fossils like old food
on the tines in the
sink

S I L E N T do L I S T E N
When you are
silent
and you are
listening

then when you are speaking
others remain
silent
and
listen

each word has an innate meaning
silent and listen please...
created out of same alphabets
of the dictionary

I can't go with you
on your flight
you've left me like a dove
in the night
with just a memory
of what it was like
won't you please kiss me
just one more time
before you say good night
my sweet love
goodbye

Steven Zoric

One, two, three and four.
Look at all the doors!
Some hanging from the ceiling,
some screwed onto the floor.
Swinging open and shut,
like a two by four.

Which one shall I choose,
memories of the past?
Tearing open old wounds,
reminiscing about love
that didn't last?
Cut off by the slamming of the door!

What about the one
filled with things that
need to be forgotten?
Too many emotions,
not hardly for the downtrodden.
Would someone shut that door?!