jacob erin-cilberto : Writing

clicking heels across the white helium

clicking heels across the white helium

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


clicking heels across white heliumfailing to tiptoe into the first linewith proper finessei jump toward the ending(as the balloon syllables into a sky..
in the middle of whatever

in the middle of whatever

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


in the middle of whatevernight's wrath,memories ignite dreamsthe fire sears philosophiesinto paranoid ashesburnt religion suffocates beliefthe breaths..
rabid apathy

rabid apathy

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


rabid apathy bats search for the crack of dawn telephone lines to rest line drive wings over the fence of catastrophe ..
still on the leash of madness

still on the leash of madness

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


still on the leash of madness dogs in a wasteland tails between legs of broken logic guttural growls of dissatisfaction l..
conception

conception

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


conceptionthat vowelis a chip off the old writers blockthat consonantin union with the othera marriage of lettersleads to children of wordsto a genera..
Perdition's Exception

Perdition's Exception

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


Perdition's Exception confessions of fictitious writer words in abundance stream through a sieve the occupant on the other sid..
estimate of culpability

estimate of culpability

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


estimate of culpability the world incinerated but her teeth still glowed in vicious smile the tape exploded when the right..
Headless U-turns in a small pentameter town

Headless U-turns in a small pentameter town

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


Headless U-turns in a small pentameter town the pen-less horseman riding naked into sheets of unaccountable wind words lik..
scrambled eggs

scrambled eggs

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


scrambled eggs i hear voices chattering from within the home hear him laughing at space he hears nothing but his eyes d..
if only to breathe

if only to breathe

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto


if only to breathe your cesarean birthed my black heart onto a bed of bleeding interrogation questions like umbilical cords that..