Raise your hand:
raise your hand,
heavy, on the trigger pull,
to my temple.
Unholy...unholey...un-wholly yours.

Erase me,
erase these memories,
blistering pain, where you've imprinted
your thundering brand, on me.

Your fingers massage,
the cold trigger,
with the loving caress
my slapped cheek, has never felt.
The hammer, rises;
the cylinder spins.
The hammer falls,
and darkness, feels

like an eternity away.
End my pain,
the way you always promised,
you would.
Take my life,
and throw it, to the wind,
like senseless ashes.

Click. Click.
BOOM...

and watch me evaporate...
into stardust...
through the gaping, red hole,

which remains.

How dare you **** somebody, you will go to hell for that
Nothing can justify making a man take his final breath

Those are the rules of life, always help,  don't **** and don't stand by
You're not to be the one that may hear a brothers final cry

Mortality must have morality
Don't forget that
You are not to **** a man
Or you will regret that

But what if the man on my hands
Has been taken on by wrath
What if the man on my hand
Will live to bring us death

Is it moral to **** a man if it will stop a bigger slaughter
Or just to let him live and let him **** some proud mother's daughter

Maybe you should calm down
take a breath, sit down
You're not allowed to think like that,
just let those thoughts drown

But why am i the one at fault if i **** to stop the streak of sorrow
If i let him live you could likely be his prey tomorrow

Now you killed him! Look what you've done!
Don't try to justify it! It's your gun!

Have there been any reported miracles
Since the martyrdom of Saint Charlie?
A few crutches left lying around.
A wheelchair.
Perhaps a small resurrection?
Just askin'.

Twice told
I was to die
By violent hand of races
Not my own,
I ran from one,
Laughed at the other.

The Makah nation
Squeezed upon a dry reservation
Saw blood spill
And bone break of
Drunken mishap and malice.

Chill was my blood
Of random midnight calls
And the deep drunk whisper
I will **** you,
A rant
I will **** you,
I knew true one day,
One day.
And so I fled.

Two extra decades in my bones,
Out the door of the V.I. tavern
Lookout on the world.
Swerves young black
Sideways cross the crosswalk
Slams me silly.
I turn and step and push
Him into a snarled threat:
I’ll get my gun and **** you.
I spit laughter in his face.

How many more murders will we grieve in this dark night?
Dog bites and sound bytes
Debris from bomb kites...
Death and destruction on all sides
Whilst they watch from hot air balloons
Hollow-heartedly high
How many more surreal acts lie?...
More backing down
Staying out
Safe and sound in the parachute blot of a blasted cocoon as it sinks to the ground...

"She left the city as a girl
And returned a woman
In the same shoes
On the same night.
A face in the darkness;
The reaper glimpsed
At journey's end.
He straddles the bridge
Between tonight and tomorrow--
He's a revolver with
One bullet missing
From the chamber;
He's the Wheel of Fortune
With its terms unwritten;
He's an unsigned DNR notice.
He's the end of the line."

...Now, here, I stand,
miles ahead,
on disconnecting tracks,
a once-raging fire,
slowly fading,
to a silver smoke...

Wondering,
...where did you go?

Have your own wolfish eyes,
peered into glassy irises
that even, in the silences,

reminded you,
of mine?

What existed, in me
that you let me, survive?

Mister, oh, please, let,
me in on your secret...
and tell me, now, do you regret ...

how you kept me... alive...?

dog days
a murdered child's
        spoiled remains
   muddy the reservoir
soiled
the tap water  must be filtered
    for years to come
                in memoriam

Oh west wind, wrongfully called wild, Oh dear and tender Zephyrus, How could your name ever be befiled, if they knew your gentle caress?

A face so soft and rounded strong, warm hands that comb through locks of hair. Yet I despair when I see the throng, your dying visage, my love, so fair.

Zephyrus, why do you fade away? Tell me, let me share your fate. Why, my love, do you look so sore? Is it us? Did we rob you of your state?

Exhausts exhaust, did we take your breath? Did we cost you your very life? Your quivering lips, pale as death, Zephyrus, are you consumed by strife?

My love, stay with me, I beg and plead, Don't perish, Zephyrus, don't be gone. Together, we'll change this vile deed, I'll keep you uplifted, love withdrawn.

Zephyrus, please, where have you gone? Zephyrus mine, don't be deceased. Know that I love you, even though it's wrong, this's my demise. Your song has ceased