Mar 2022 – The Daily Writing of Jackie Wright

Cover To Cover

31. Mar, 202231. Mar, 2022 jackiewrightauthorLeave a comment

No, no, no, I cannot live without the electricity,

Cannot breathe without it swarming my bones.

Go, go, go and find how to kill this fantasy,

Find someone who makes me choke when I’m alone.

But it might just be my foolish bitterness

Keeping me awake like a penniless fiend.

Yes, it must be my outrageous selfishness

That burns the bridges and kills the green fields.

No, no, no, don’t you wait as I finally recover

And bask in the sunlight as others die trying.

Go, go, go and rip my story up from cover to cover.

I’ve been wondering what it feels like to be dying.

-Jackie

These Chapels

30. Mar, 202229. Mar, 2022 jackiewrightauthorLeave a comment

There are these grand chapels on my way to work,

I wish I could pinch them with my devil’s fork.

The frost is biting down and chewing the bells,

And my eyes are burning with the flames from hell.

The faces pressed against the windows scare me,

They are waiting for another night to marry.

I look straight forward and hold onto my breath,

Trying to ignore the teeth reaching for my neck.

Still, the chapel towers sing the smoothest symphonies.

I know I will get swallowed by these prophecies.

There are these grand chapels on my way to work,

I wish I could pinch them with my devil’s fork.

-Jackie

Do Not Dream

29. Mar, 202228. Mar, 2022 jackiewrightauthorLeave a comment

Paint the billboards with your crocodile tears,

Slice open the ladders, blow up the tiers.

Destroy the systems you used to worship,

But do not blame me for your wrecked warships.

Unleash the seven devils every morning,

And suffocate me with looks, oh, so adoring.

Do not dream about me coming back to you,

Paint the neon signs treacherously blue.

-Jackie

The Storms I Will Unleash

28. Mar, 202227. Mar, 2022 jackiewrightauthorLeave a comment

The rouge in your bathroom turns blue every morning,

Drowning in your tears and dripping in mourning.

Mirrors on mirrors, broken glass on your floor.

Switch off the lights and count down to four.

The pale fog shoots itself against the windows,

Reflecting sorrowful faces of your widows.

You know you cannot hold on for much longer,

And you are wishing for another life to launder.

It will not be mine, no, I am not yours to ruin,

I am not the storm you can keep from brewing.

The storms I will unleash will serve as a promise,

And my followers will turn every city honest.

The rouge in your bathroom turns white every night,

Knowing I am out there, ready to take a bite.

-Jackie

Never Know Peace

27. Mar, 202227. Mar, 2022 jackiewrightauthorLeave a comment

They crawl behind me from the dark,

Fluffing my tail, lighting my spark.

If I trip up, I will return to the start.

If I escape, they will wreck my car.

But I keep running down the hill,

The water watches me, phony and still.

They shoot me with pink sleeping pills,

Breaking in half my counterfeit will.

I patch up the bruises while hiding in trees,

And I hope nobody hears my pleas.

The strenght in me is now on its knees,

But if I surrender, I will never know peace.

-Jackie

Villain

26. Mar, 202226. Mar, 2022 jackiewrightauthorLeave a comment

I survive to break and to devastate,

To outlive and to eviscerate.

My claws are made of stainless steel,

Unblemished by blood meals.

There are ghouls in my dirty soul,

Hiding in mirrors made from coal.

I kill them, but they find a way

To make me a villain for another day.

-Jackie

In My Nightmares

25. Mar, 202224. Mar, 2022 jackiewrightauthorLeave a comment

My nightmares drown me, they choke me out,

They keep gripping me just a little too tight.

Alarms sound like lullabies, silence – like shouts,

And her face fades a little more each night.

There is a dark trench behind her dull eyes,

Her nostrils snarl and breathe like a forest.

The lips leak red, and the blood never dries,

Sinfully cursed by those who came before us.

-Jackie

Cheap Metal

24. Mar, 202223. Mar, 2022 jackiewrightauthorLeave a comment

Seven hundred wheels on unsolid ground.

Go ahead, make your move,

Just don’t make a sound.

Thousands of boots on unfamiliar fields.

No tears left to spill,

No future left to shield.

Don’t bite your lip, don’t you even frown.

We will take back the cities,

You won’t burn down the towns.

Seven hundred carcases of cheap metal.

You can’t take us with you,

Can’t keep pushing the pedal.

-Jackie

Unsevered

23. Mar, 202222. Mar, 2022 jackiewrightauthorLeave a comment

The roads we once took lead to paths we used to walk together,

To the moments we carried when were were lighter than feathers.

But the wind took our senses, the love took our sensibilities,

The seconds we wasted on each other turned out to be fallacies.

The seven roaring rivers in our shiny backyard drowned us out.

Now I listen as the waters are planning to take a different route.

The roads we once took lead to paths we used to walk together,

To the hour when our bodies were whole and heads – unsevered.

-Jackie

Your Eulogy

22. Mar, 202222. Mar, 2022 jackiewrightauthorLeave a comment

You thought my soul was made of tender flesh,

And you craved me like a cannibal.

I was rotten all along, dressed in cheap mesh,

Howling like a dying animal.

Still, you reached for me in the most violent hours,

Begged me to stay the night.

I was breaking down your silver towers,

Fighting the winds like a kite.

You put your pupils on mine and just stood there,

Not a word, not a whisper.

I was poison ivy living without a care,

But you promised me to listen.

So, you did, and I fell for your gruesome taste,

Some called it just a tragedy.

But most called my life a soulless waste

And never questioned your eulogy.

-Jackie