Modern Lullaby – N. E. Skull


Picture 117

Q, W, E, R, T, Y
This is a modern lullaby.
U, I, O, P, parentheses,
21st Century ABCs.
A, S, D, F, G, H, J,
Mama’s gonna buy you the best blu-ray.
K, L, semi-colon, apostrophe, slash,
Papa’s gonna teach you how to clear your cache.
Z, X, C, V, B, N, M, space,
This is how you’ll learn about the human race.
Escape, Shift, Return, Control, Alt, Delete,
Looking at your phone while it looks at your feet.

Beautiful – N. E. Skull


Picture 109

I do not like the word ‘beautiful’.
It floats too easily from the mouths of lovers.
Rather, it should be heavy –
a weight you carry with you always
and protect at all times,
until you find someone
worthy of unburdening you.
It needs more consonants –
harsh ones that wait in the pit of
your stomach and then
shoot out of you like lava.
Harsh consonants that make
their mark upon 
the heart
they speak to –
one lousy t is not enough.



Untitled – N. E. Skull


Picture 19

Write every day,
even when you don’t know how,
find a way.
Just write! they say.
Nothing to lose when you
don’t have a muse
to seduce.
Pages and pages of
awkward stages and
unpaid wages.
Hate what you write,
Love what you forget to write down.
Sorry, I don’t have a pen right now.
Documents galore,
crumpled paper on my bedroom floor.
The ink ran dry months before.
Paragraphs and poetry
that nobody will ever see –
not even me.
Filed away forever under
Untitled Document 123.