Exquisite Corpse Poems: June 20, 2024

Waking Unclean

I woke to a dream, a life unending

A blue sea of clueless light

Surrounds my soul and brings me fright

It’s the monster in my head that I fight

Everyday just feels the source

We are all the same inside

But from a distance we don’t collide

Only pass one another by

But sometimes I love the high

And ask the lows for forgiveness

Anxiety

It feels like filthiness

No matter how hard I try, I can’t get clean

My Bright Sabotage

The light is bright in the night

Ironically blinding in me darkness

The path I’m on feels hopeless

It makes it hard to get up in the morning … I have to scream, “GET your ASS OUT of BED!!!”

No Emotion

It makes me feel dead

I feel useless and hopeless to this world

Waiting and watching for a dead girl

To open my eyes and let me see the Blue skies

But the sun is too bright; I have to close my eyes to the light

Yet, it feels good

So good, I don’t know how to handle it

So I sabotage all I have

The above poems were created as part of a therapeutic group activities in the DUI/DWAI program.