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Continuity Broken

The lights flicker, on and off

I dance trying to keep in tune

I  don’t always have control over the switch

 

Sometimes there is a break in the circuit

Continuity broken

Left scrambling to hold on

 

 

Flow punctuated by empty spaces

Cracks in my tapestry

Useless worry, derailing me

 

 

Always fighting

To keep connection from severing

 

 

This is different than the healing space

The place I want to fall into

To renew my perception again,

And again.

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Catch Me

Sometimes I am able to sit in myself

At home in my skin

Grounded with a secure foundation

A lake to float in

Soft, present, and soothing

Sometimes, I am here.

Sometimes I glance around me

Gaze shifting this way and that

Unable to settle down

Nothing to hold and contain me.

Waiting, for the door to open

I glance at you

You look away

I want to hold your gaze in mine

And you to hold mine in yours.

I want you to hold me down

And I want to hold myself down

Stop this endless running.

There is a place that is unbroken.

Video

Video of “Borderline”

My poem previously posted in here

Separation

In this waiting room

In this cubicle

Walking down a deserted street

Floating in a black lake
Wondering if I drifted out too far
If I am caught in a rip current
That will keep me from getting back to shore.
My candle flickers
I cup my hands around it
To cover it,
Protect it from the southern winds
Focus intently on it
To keep the darkness from swallowing me.
The light came through cracks in the door
Through the dusty window
I keep my eyes on it
Training them not to waver.
But the light is on the other side
And the cracks are closing around themselves
The dust is growing thicker
The only way out is through they say
The only way out is through
Open the door, wide
Break the window glass
So no obstruction stands in between.
Nikki Ian

Abandonment

The screws tighten again …I follow this winding, curving path…I keep getting entranced by dreams…taunting me, mocking me, they caress my hair…do I turn to you for comfort…I sit in silence…chanting my own name…looking for a memory…to remind me who I am…to remind me of safety…always trying to bridge the gaps…I don’t want to be left behind again…left behind and swallowed in dirt….dust clinging to my eyelashes, saturating my eyes, my vision…blinding me to all but emptiness and abandonment…in my dreams the waves overtake me…swept out to sea and sudden death…I am always fighting…tired of walking in the desert approaching what I think is an oasis…only to find a cruel mirage…where is solace….where is what life should be…where are you…why do I call your name, only to hear my own echo …but it’s not me…and it’s not you….where…are…we…do not let me go…do not let me go.

Poem-“Borderline” please scroll down if it doesn’t appear at top of page.

Faith Nikki Ian
 
Steven Leon Farrimond
 
Faith Nikki Ian
 
Faith Nikki Ian
 

“Borderline”

Suffocating
But fighting for survival.

I’ve been walking on the borderline
For a long time.
Used to the mediated light
Forgetting that the sun
Is still intact.

Break me!
Take me beyond,
Take me through.

Show me that
I’m still alive, here, and real.

I’ll get down on my hands and knees.
Destroy me.
Your pain is healing.

I forgot who I was
In solitary confinement.
From my tomb it takes war to free me sometimes,
Violent rescue.

At the borderline
You take and hold me there, on the edge.
It’s a razor wire, you know.

Turn one way, it’s dangerous.

You might go over the line.

I have been waiting here
Bound and shackled.
A prisoner
Studying the bars on the walls

But I never give up
On living again.

Steven Leon Farrimond
 

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