Your tongue leaves an otherworldly tingle
long after you are gone
Words and kisses
tone and textures
echo on my skin
I want you back
before your last touch
fades away
31-March-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
Broken Dance
She let time break her
the pieces lost along the way
now dust behind her
No time left to explore different roads
she must teach herself to love the path she's on
Does she dance
drag
or drop to the side
She begins to reassemble
a little self-kintsukuroi
Some gold from who she was
just the shiny bits
Silver from the present
to bandage a hateful heart
Hope for the future in the form of copper
a reminder that polishing is forever
With her jagged edges bonded with metal
she chooses to dance
30-March-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
Day 42 Of 100 #The100DayProject2024
She Is A Haunted House
The world either breaks you or kills you
She does her best to ignore that truth
with the lies she sings to the stars
and screams to the sea
as her body bows with the weight
of what she became
and all she might have become
The fear of fire
kept her from chasing the light
The ravages of risk
kept her from moving much at all
She arrives at the end
a house with all the windows shut
and all the doors locked
preparing to be emptied of life
and filled with all the souls
of the lives she did not live
29-March-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
Harbinger Of Regret
Resurrecting old, original drives
the memories exhumed with every note
the emotions being dragged down by the memories with every decrescendo
Wasting time with new dreams
Impossible fantasies
But
facing the knowing
that's there's no one else to blame
Should've
Would've
Could've
create a dark funnel leading to
nowhere
everywhere
That voice
rising from a plethora of beautiful voices
holds up a broken mirror
rips open the truth
and makes the bleeding honest
What I had been capable of
the moment I heard what I could be capable of
and the fear I allowed to kill it
just as the sound I had been working for was being heard
Still I listen every day
attempting to reconcile with my past
without losing more time to it
to create some kind of art in my present
inspired every time I hear that voice sing
28-March-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
"Broken" by Ramin Karimloo
"Wings" by Ramin Karimloo
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Who Is She To You
She is of blood
and from blood
The lace of a silk noose
the leather of dark bedding
She's never in the sun
yet brighter than the beam
She's what darkness fears
and all it desires
Sharper than moonlight
softer than a flickering flame
She'll burn you black
with the redness of her love
She'll clean you with the salt of her skin
and drown you in her ocean
She's the heart of obsession
and the death we all crave
27-March-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
The Triune Of Entropy
Along the edges of the valley by nature
kept low by nurture
A nervous disposition by heredity
kept quaking by environment
There is no family plan
no dawning to create a path
The hubris of confidence
The courage of safety
The energy of idleness
That terrible trinity becomes clear
and it's too late for anything to emerge
save for a wish that hindsight
was blind
26-March-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
The Skin Cries Out
A little plant and a little fruit
over the unwashed
The scent of eucalyptus
and the spritz of verbena
to cover the decay
The itch of flesh
in private places
ends with painful satisfaction
Pay the price
with the grit of dead skin
covering an oily layer of desperation
The skin cries out
Move!
Move!
Save yourself and move!
The body says
Did you hear something?
25-March-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
Popping A Dangerous Game
I play a dangerous game with my body
to get it to do what I want
Not at first of course
At first I try all the conventional non-invasive ways
Pulls
hoping magnetism will bring my words together
Reading others' works
drawing inspiration from someone else's ink
on to my paper
(Strangers' seeds
someone else's water
become someone else's flowers)
Sometimes my words lay too deep for a pull
too deep to be moved by others' voices
That's when I reach for the fast
popping and swilling legal-over-the-counter stimulants
in the hopes that they will dig down
and unbury what I need
What I crave
Who really needs a heart anyway
24-March-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
Rigged Game, Dangerous Winnings
A blizzard of artificial wisdom
to satisfy those who believe
without thought
A blinding white voice
speaks dogma in detail
A hand out to the self-righteous
an empty palm begging to be filled
every Sunday
A test of metal
to believe without facts
never realizing their iron
is irony
We should all shudder
when the republic
lays down their trump card
and begins to run
23-March-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
His Electric Queen
He knew she was
out of his league
above his pay grade
in a higher class
the embodiment of every cliche
the reason they existed
But she saw him
and he felt her
All he could do was open
unbound and unground
and let her
feel him
And their currents flowed
from one to the other
and back again
until their streams created fire
and they lived in the warmth
of this kingdom they created
22-March-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
Her Name Was Hope
She found in herself
buried
below
nature and nurture
conservative and hedonist
vanilla and variety
a crypt in which every sordid desire
dreamt and undreamt
yet still lived
The damage of dogma
the anxiety of angels
dug this grave
and sealed this tomb
for every pleasurable impulse
she was born with
The Sunday lie
that every desire was sordid
our natures were dirty
and our varieties vulgar
She opened
and let herself flow
up
and
out
It was all a lie
The lie of Pandora's Box
With boxes shut
all Pandoras are controlled
Boxes open
they are not just free
but equal
Each with a voice to shout her own name
Her name was Hope
21-March-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
Choices
Between
catastrophe
and curse
I calculate
there's a fifty-fifty chance
any man I choose
will be either
The disaster of a disguised Don Juan
The voodoo of a lying lover
That's what she thought
that's what she said
as she couldn't remember
when she decided
those were the only men
who would want her
20-March-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
Who Turned The Game Over
You tried me
and failed
Now I'll do you
The notch you wanted for your bedpost
will instead be a jewel in my crown
Thought I'd be an easy mark for your game
a little hanky-panky
and a big disappearing act
Well, let me enthusiastically disappoint you
My bedroom isn't a boardgame
My heart isn't a pair of dice
And the only thing getting torn up and tossed out
is your get-out-of-jail-free card
19-March-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
Pyrrhic Victory
That beast her life gave birth to
a protracted labor decades long
now sucks the life out of her through the nipple of time
The less there is
the more the pull
and the faster it goes
the slower she becomes
until the only satisfaction she'll get
is knowing that when she dies
it dies
18-March-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
Pyrrhic - (pirik) - adjective - (of a victory) won at too great a cost to be worthwhile for the victor.
For The Worship Of
I'll take the grit
if I can become the pearl
Scrub me raw with discipline
Scrape my skin with repetition
Wear me out with consistency
Set me on fire with need
Let my habits become my home
I'll lay bare in salt
if I can rise clean
if I rise strong
if I rise
I rise
rise
17-March-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
Bless That Blue Sky
Immediately
that's when I want
us
to happen
An exploration
of every touch
that makes
us
sigh
cry
shiver
scream
When the sky of your eyes grows dark
I know the rain is coming
torrential sweat
clap of skin
strike of our voices
on parts hidden inside
us
The storm is
us
16-March-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
Open Wide
There's cleavage in the brain
a crevice of darkness
like the deep black kiss
from a partner who cares not
if you stay healthy
Wider it runs
harder it is to avoid
a gapping maw
that hungers for your voice
wants to feed on your words
until there is nothing left for you to say
because there is nothing you can say
The best of you is falling
falling down into your mind
no sides to grab
no bottom to hit
just falling
forever falling
15-March-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
Believe In A Button
Conversation
a game of verbal connect-the-dots
creating a maze we talk our way through
until we're together at the center
mentally unbuttoned
naked
then our clothes follow suit
and the conversation continues
silence at full volume
14-March-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
Rotting World
It's a torment
thoughts popping in
and creating brutish scenarios
pulling me away
from the only search I want
a good harmony of words
lined up in chaotic order
to say something
mean something
though all I seem to find in my mind
is violence
ugliness
a planet of pollution
dying of all the wrong words
13-March-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
Not A Fairy Tale At All
A smashing diamond
caught in a vicious kiss
He thought
as she was young
fear would be her paralytic
and he'd have easy prey
She'd teach this predator to think again
as this jewel was hard
and sharp
He dragged her into an alley
to do with as he pleased
She left him bleeding in that alley
after doing what was necessary to survive
12-March-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
A Four-Leaf Fairy Tale
The tiny clover has four doorways grown in
Each will lead to a different journey
Amulet
Fortune
Love
Sight
The first will keep evil away
no teeth will ever pierce you through this amulet
The second will bring you fortune
wealth to make you drool with delight
The third will bring your love to you
a delicious bond of intimacy
The fourth will expand your sight like a strike of lightning
you will see the fairy folk and know their magic
Your amulet will keep anyone who has a negative thought
away from you
Your fortune will inspire others to erect a wall of envy
around you
Your sight will alienate you from your own
as you consume fairy magic
Choose well
choose wisely
for
after all
this is just a fantasy
11-March-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
And Now A Sad Fairy Tale
He was wrapped around her head
like a garland crown
that had not yet shown its rot
She was wrapped around his finger
the most expensive gold
hanging on a diseased stick
He was large and lifeless
given breath
only by her beauty
She was growing hard
cold
an unwilling sacrifice
to a decrepit forest god
trapped in the prism of creeping vines
and priceless metal
And they are the same today
this dead deity and forced offering
as the world has forgotten both
10-March-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
And Now A Fairy Tale
He was like a quasar
starlike
remote
exuding energy
felt by those not even near his orbit
Every person gravitated to him
some wanted him
some wanted to be him
all wanted to steal something from him
absorb his light
Spinning away
she tried not to focus on him
or herself
He was a bloom
She was a scale
He was a jewel
She was a witch
A hand on her shoulder
a gentle turn
a dark voice,
"You have cast a spell on me,
one I never want broken."
She wasn't a scale
she was the jewel's balance
He wasn't a jewel
he was the witch's beauty
Together
they were magic
9-March-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
Germane And Genital
Has moves like a machine
perfect on paper
all chunk and no passion in action
It's the release that's important
germane and genital
Has yet to develop those higher qualities
finesse and style
considered unnecessary frippery for function
Like feelings
of connection
of sharing
of joy
Half the act
half the life
all the waste
8-March-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
Chocolate Champagne Kerfuffle
Out until stupid hours of the morning
drunk on bubbles and sweet darkness
Two people play an adult game
with children's enthusiasm
like flexible and anatomically correct dolls
they wear each other out
until they fall
And wake much later
heads a little bubbly
but no bitterness
they both aimed to satisfy
Morning shyness
they both giggle
they both speak
"What is your name?"
They both laugh
7-March-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
Explore Forbidden Glory
All your parents wouldn't talk about
all the doctrine of death decried as evil
because only the missionary was right
As a child
you were taught
He is risen
As an adult
all you want
is to go down with another
Mea culpa
it is not
and you discover
gloria in excelsis deo
is lower than a mortal can go
when they shout
kyrie eleison
in the arms of another
Now vanquish
the notion of sin
and love in the sensations
of life
6-March-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
Mea culpa/through my fault
Gloria in excelsis deo/glory in the highest to god
Kyrie eleison/lord have mercy
Abuse Is Not A Color
A broken face
dropped too many times
pieces hurriedly placed together
spackled with the latest shadow
and the newest stick
distracting from the rough edges of worry
the dirty eyes
and the sharpness of too tight a smile
What's one more fall
one more lie being recycled
Pretty negates problems
in others' vision
-suspect-
-ignore-
and the only questions asked
will be along the lines of
'that shade of lipstick looks lovely on you
what's it called?'
Abuse
by
The Man Of My Dreams
5-March-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
Snakes Around The Brain Pan
I could see its end
sliding along the bottom
hidden under the edges
if my fine china
Supposed to remove
the last vestiges of memories of meals
leaving pristine white
But I'm not putting my hand in there
try to avoid a scaly wrap around
and becoming a bite of something else's meal
And under the board it goes
trying to escape into an empty area
So now I have no choice
I grab its tail and pull it out
smaller than I thought
It unfurls its hood
I drop it on the floor
and crush its head under my shoe
If only bad memories
slithering around my memory
flattened and forgotten
as easily
4-March-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
Bringer Of Joy
Reawakening old, original drives
the memories unburied with every note
the emotions riding the memories up with every crescendo
New dreams with old ties form
Impossible fantasies
But
the feeling of richness
the feeling of home
Should've
Would've
Could've
create a dark funnel leading only to what can be done
That voice
rising from a plethora of beautiful voices
starts old engines
brings back the wholeness
and makes the loss of it fresh
What I had been capable of
the moment I heard what I could be capable of
and the fear that killed it
just as the sound I had been working for was being heard
Still I listen every day
taking the beating of my past
to get to the beauty still there but buried
brought out every time I hear that voice sing
3-March-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
"Broken" - Ramin Karimloo
"Mary Jane" (cover) - Ramin Karimloo
Images of unknown origin, used without permission, with no credit taken, no profit made, and no offense intended.
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