1 poem
by Tyler lee
Lord Selkirk Regional Comprehensive Secondary School
screaming in the rain
you still ghost me, haunting my
bathtub.
the water that boils my brain, makes me
hallucinate on l’oréal, sinking into my scalp.
silver faucet eyes.
entertain me with a plethora of dancing hell, the
northern lights.
purples and greens of insanity
and insomnia perform before
me in a light show. steaming my skin, at itching red.
scratching open sores, leading directly
to my train of thought,
derailed and violently jarring.
bubble eyed and irritated, i sit on the tub floor and sulk
into porcelain, waiting for the fan timer to
run to inexistence. enclose me
in the shower curtain.
choked with aqua and lime polka dots, force
me to swallow them, dissolve
and make me fucking sane.
ghost, guzzling spirits
like it’s lemon-aid to
cope with your image
that won’t leave my
eyes, or my desk drawer.