• Travis Ryan

Take Me Home.

Updated: Apr 28, 2020

I can feel your fingerprints on the back of my eyes, the small, ridged lines used to identify each and every one of us. I know that its you. Know that we were bound eternally to squirm like this. You inside me, parrying my defenses my defenses and tearing me apart. It hurts, I don’t know whether to scold you for the pain or thank you for showing me the invention that you’ve “newly” discovered, claws.

Evolution is so clear, and becomes liquid crystal when combined with curled bone and broken platelets that you beg for, sacrifice me. Rip me from the prime and present back into the primordial ooze, skip the beginning, devolve me.

Take my family name, unspool my chromosomes and DNA, and leave me floating, ship less, flagless, in the middle of the ocean.

Kill me, but not just my physical form, but all memory that I ever existed, That I ever deserved positivity or human things, erase all of that.

I can feel the vigor and strength behind those ghostly digit, bony extensions of you. I’m done fighting back, end me. Even though we spent brief time together in a united front, as far as anyone knows your built to shred, tear, and eviscerate, so follow your destiny, as all I know is mine is not to resist any longer.

I can feel my mind/eyes turning to glass under the heat and pressure of your grasp. Take these insane shards of obsidian vessels and cut to the core, as you load another round. The only mild relief I’m meant to feel is Forever drinking in the fire and flames in a vain attempt to quench the thirst.

"fox hole preacher"

Travis Muffhuggin Ryan


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