"Examining A Soul Through A Cracked Mirror & Other Poems" by Laken Flanagan
i peered through the veil of consciousness
and peeled away another layer of awareness
from my multi-faceted personality
can self-revelations breed narcissism
turns out I'm a hypocrite who swears
in public but cant fathom the notion
of tainting a piece of pretty poetry
with words my uncouth mother
used to christen my childhood
walking the double-edged sword
of authenticity and social fraudulence
can i be authentic without bearing
every subjective truth that makes up my soul
fuck if i know
"I Have A Demon" by Laken Flanagan
And her name is Elle.
I keep her
Caged
In the deepest
Darkest
Dampest
Recesses of my mind
Where she can鈥檛
Mesmerize me
Into doing her
Bidding.
Numbness is my sacrifice
A small
Price to keep her
Captivating rage
At bay.
I鈥檒l never be free
But
I鈥檒l never be
Alone.
Sometimes I have to sedate her.
Try to educate her, cultivate her鈥�
Too much will just irritate her
And then her veiled whispers will seep
Into my thoughts so naturally they鈥檒l
Blur together to the point that
I won鈥檛 know which version
Of myself will come
Out to say
Hello.