The Rooms
Petra Whiteley, September 2009
This is the room of teeth.
Even the dirt is (re)written here,
White clots gleam sterile
on the swallowers of walls.
Needles in the tongue, orange
paper lanterns in the graveyard,
the black tree beckons cold.
Jars with eyes, born dead,
pushed bitten and hanged
on barren branches,
melting Jerusalem
(is it really the calling?)
swinging Westerly, bringing
blood into the kill-marked seas.
(Seconds counting the hated
geometry stained corpses of us)
Oh yeah, it breaks
the enamel as they drill
fiction into the water.
This is the room of the mouth,
stitched with a fish, staring empty
being onto the hall. Flashing illuminations.
This is the room where you are all alone.
You could have never kept these rooms together.
You are there somewhere, where nothing
is real. You are there
somewhere
burning your hair and pulling
the masks of fools over your frigid, frozen body.
Room-decayed, death-played, cover your face
in the asylum white.
The Hush
Petra Whiteley, September 2009
The windows with their frantic landscape
pressed in,
the thunder wrapped fists
hit on the extreme edge..
the flickers on thin film of skin,
the place of dragging invisibilities.
Here, where nobody speaks, the fingers
of this nothing
are hurting, they clutch
and twist the pulsing neck of birds,
the mouths of these cancerous entities
lick the dark, reeking blood,
seeping out.
The point of arrival, the spread of burns.
Who is it that breaks the cold hush of it?
Red monsoon is what breaks
the blistered language of those who are hidden
behind the rustling masks. The faces in smithereens.
Pleading, shrill shrieking.
A nude kind of pain.
Forgotten, festering tinkle, interrupted fragments…
step away…
Petra Whiteley immigrated to UK in 1993 from the Czech Republic. Her poetry has appeared in Osprey, The Glasgow Review, ETC, Seven Circle Press, The Gloom Cupboard, Eviscerator Heaven, Unlikely Stories 2.0, Apt, Fissure, the Recusant and Paraphilia. The Glasgow Review, Osprey and Eviscerator Heaven also published her articles on political and current issues (left-wing position), history and methods of literary movements, with essays on current poets, lyricists and more articles on poetic movements commissioned for future issues. An excerpt from her dystopic novel (work in progress) in Paraphilia. Ettrick Forest Press published her first poetry collection The Nomad’s Trail in September 2008, Shadow Archer Press released her chapbook The Moulding of Seers in April 2009. She is currently writing children’s book.
