i consumed the jabs
at my demeanor, because
i knew no other way
.
now others risk
self-worth to wash their hands
or take a piss?
.
it ends, humiliation in all forms,
or hell begins.
© Ben Ditmars 2017
Photograph by Kim Stapf
Revelation
photography
2 Haiku
*
Ocean heard through walls
The slow roll of TV sounds
An inner sadness.
*
Towels folded like
Sky is indiscernible
But we are nothing.
*
© Ben Ditmars 2017
Photograph Courtesy of Susie Clevenger
Cataclysm
branches
hang like braided hair
caught between my
fingers and
a cataclysm
so like
red veins
seeking respite in
a sanctuary city.
© Ben Ditmars 2017
Photograph Courtesy of Kim Stapf
Endure Illumination
in my crystallized pink lace
near twisted limbs
*
i illuminate,
am worthy of respect
*
beyond the gray cast
condescension
*
i endure.
___
© Ben Ditmars 2016
Photograph by Kim Stapf
Atrophy
Photograph Courtesy of Helle Gade
Mourn the Light
Photograph by Claudette Peercy
