Migraine Madness

Migraine Madness

The tell-tale heartbeat of the head with it's river of life
running with impotent rage through and under everything
increases
expands

stresses with every jagged thought
synaptic dagger points poke delicate ocular nerves with every molecule of
light
war drums play deep within sensitive ears

as shiny black bugs scurry behind the corner of the eyes
every blink, a bomb blast
every whisper, a screeching yell
pressure bleeding out the nose and an internal earthquake splits the

cerebellum
as the doctor's empty black bag cries
"No cure!  No cure!  No cure!"

March 12, 2004

Tressa Lee Breen

Packaging

Packaging

I've drawn the dimensions around many things
tied them tight and labeled them accordingly
boxes of air
stronger than steel
stacked and orderly
in my cabinet of memories
and my closet of dreams
clicking my keys of brass in fortress locks
I turn my back on my have-nots and my fears
and continue with my measuringthough in moments of silence
I can hear them in their containers of still air
screaming

March 3, 2004

Tressa Lee Breen

Costumes And Masks

Costumes And Masks

Fresh skin slipping into velvet
soft across my breasts
Climbing into satin
smooth along my thighs
Arms running through gauntlets
snugly embraced

I accent the outside with symbols of what I want inside
Feeding my spirit through my pores
I attempt to incorporate new meaning into my dna

My limbs are coils

snakes of strength
My abdomen is an earthquake
constantly reshaping my landscape
My hips are my root my axis my center
spinning and shifting and pounding
yet balances as a spider on her web in a storm

Wearing the dance till sweat molds it as my flesh
and I become my desire

I dance till I live
and live till I dance no more

March 2, 2004

Tressa Lee Breen