Woolgathering: Poems by Phil El Rassi

Alone Lost Rabid Gnawing on bones Picking through ashes   Sprinting through the embers of my own oblivion An abandoned cur You came into my life like a madman   Unafraid of the scariest thing –   To offer one’s friendship. Generous with your laughter You helped turn my tears into a different kind The one I can call at 3am When I have to go to the emergency room The one I can rely on   To free me from the concrete room Where other men take shits next to your head In my darkest hours You made me laugh Where would I be without your friendship? My fellow maniac Screaming with me into the night Making my life silly again Wearing tank tops at Ethel’s Shirtless games of pool Laughing like idiots Teaching me to find the iron in my veins again Without caring about the past Where the victims are forced to plead guilty Helping me to shun the gods that abandoned me And pretending to be worse than we are As we float above the masses Who don’t even deserve To kiss the gum on our s...

Be grateful for the ones who truly love you. In the hardest times. If they even exist ... Be grateful for the ones who answer the phone  in the middle of the night, when you can’t stop shaking  and the poison boils to the surface. Be grateful for those who don’t care if you’re a failure. For those that help you search  for everything you’ve lost. Be grateful for the ones who are still there to listen, when you cry over the same thing a thousand times. Be grateful for the ones who lie to you,  and tell you everything is going to be okay after the doctors call. The ones who are thinking about you, when you’re alone wandering in the moonlight without purpose. Be grateful for the ones who truly love you. If they even exist ...

Two paths of light crossed.

What difference does it make

The voices have all been silenced.