It's a Black horse
You can't deny it
Pins you real good
It's so quiet
Gaining Kingdom
Prime lymph node real estate
Late night cold shakes
Tried to hide it

It's a Black horse
Novv let's ride it
Beast is tiring
As it's striding
Losing Kingdom
Bring the chemo
&& **** this black horse

Inside: rot,
      outside: youth,
                        a black heart;
                              beating just for you.
          You love the man
          under the mask;
           that ghost vvhom nobody else knovvs.
This front rovv seat to the cogs:
I trust you in degrees,
that leave me exposed to your fancies.
Cut me open; non gingerly,
tonight.

Dare you trek into my void;
VVhere {{ vvolves }} strip you bare
of your programming?

Trace the lines of your art;
vvith a svvord of vvords,
to find the breaking point
of your nouns.

I will fall on cold earth minerals
                  deposited by you
long void of insides
              this aperture is at it's widest
heart visible like a flower
  to be plucked
  but to departure ...
  a black dove

VVe vvrite words
to fill in the emptiness
as if they vvere concrete patches
for neglected sidevvalks
that nobody vvalks on
Carry on
D A R K  poets
Toss that alphabet
tovvards my shovel
let me bury it
forever

No* *extra salt on these taste buds
  Garlic; a thing of the past
     Cinnamon; might as well be Garlic
        never, a bath in the sun switches it on
          However: it seems I'm not allergic
             to  the taste of your beautiful ruin,
               it's magic, the dark
                  *all consuming

My tongue is leathered
vvith glory
an oral  j  u m  p   r o p e
            in the darkness!

Joy!!!
might you trip
&& break a femur
to make a meal of yourself?

Once prepared
alongside the parsnips && carrots
I relish your eyes
&& make no apologies
for being

Don't be sad
to be svvallowed
Some
are not as lucky

You
         fell
                into
                         my seductive oil slick
                                              saturated
                                           by
                                     my
black loveless glare

I
s l a s h e d and tore at all I could in you
stole
parts
of
you
that you didn't even know you had

I wear your skin as a suit now
you're my prized deer so to speak
tracked
              tricked
                            hunted
                                           consumed
buckle for me
under my weight

I remember her most
as a vvaitress
kinda like Flo on Mel's diner
she became a millionaire
once upon a time
but she died 6 years ago
her body just happens to be here
  still
Lost in a thought
fleeting yet thick
like a forest
in time
the vvoods will thin && fall
releasing her spirit
forever

We yield for funeral processions;
not for the living,
skulls and bones;
sells just as much as *** these days.
Our shiny teeth;
buried in the fruit to our gums,
vve glorify this dovvnfall:
consume,
             consume,
                          consumate.

Black silence
creeping in
no one knevv
till the nevvs
a reverberating shock
buckling bones
& shaking stones
to their core
this midnight slasher
of human fold
just might be human too
after all

Thrashed interminably
to find a Death
like this,
Death like this;
digs d
          e
            e
               p
                 ,
to make      room,      for you:
that
obdurate;
                    swart;
                  ­             gelid;
                               merry-go-round.
In the centre of
                    maelstrom;
tranquility lives,
as 393 echos evaporate
                                 amid Amaranth
                                 & Hibiscus,
                                 Amen.

Celebrity of death;
of the darkest of loves,
building consternation,
on truths too often buried.
Marry bones to the blade;
merry words can seem bleak,
see these teeth?
Might be joy;
never knovv,
'til the svving.

Predilection to:        f
tooth between teeth -   e
without compunction -   e
pearly white             -  l
welcome mat
a semblance of home  
                         so I
              drug
       grip
        tug
              twist

           incisor
       cuspid
    bicuspid

          a lovely mouthful
             tonight
                to my
                   merriment
                      you bleed

Surrounded by
a drone
the dull buzz of
Suburbia
draining me of
desire
I just vvant to
drink
I vvatch them all
creeping by like
bugs
&& all I'm guilty of
is vvanting

Clearly               I AM
  it must          not I
   be             who knows

your truth
  so why seek
     approval
outside of
       perfection
          for such things
                        that creek
                   in the dark
      beyond the reach
of your nightlight

Broken body's rack
new life into lung
Gold vvrapped platinum sludge
Decadron makes buzz
6 months in the novv
MRI goes clack
Ativan don't quell
Image movement shakes

This mask, the embodiment of humanity's edge; vvhere Poe resides
&& serial killers thrive.
They are my shadovv, cast upon concrete; I am their pulse:

BEA
       TING
  BEA
         TING
      BEA
             TING

Not an X-ray can find
that loose thread to be pulled,
it can't be seen!
BUT:
I just knovv it's there; like the tickle in the depth of my lung,
setting boundaries:
to be broken,
  break me:
like darkness; vvhere bone decays into new life.
Marry my depravity,
    merry: my curiosity,
       take me as I am;
         leave me as you are.

VVe survey through vvalls
   uncover lies by redolent Jasmine  
     knovv thoughts before lips
       even meet their syllables
    scour memories since birth
  every embarrassing moment
leaving no stone unturned
  vve are the forever ones
     here before
   and after
verily

These lungs have sighed
   they have gasped
these lungs have yelled
    they have failed
These lungs breath
once more
     for another round
of life
      to be snatched
in the end
       again && again
vvith no end
       to be relished

Recline back
   Access port
      Heprin dravv
         Saline flush  
      Hang the bag
Connect the line
Fluids in
VVait some time

    Zangy ****
       Dr. death
          **** your face
             One smug *****

Stretched out on my table
bound gagged brunette
I admire the bolster && ****

Svveet midnight scales
vvith a tang that never disappoints
You are my Thanksgiving
my slash Queen

My ruin runs deep & cold
vvith it
I vvill **** everything You knovv

Once done carving
I remove Your pearls
and keep them in my pocket
for a future moonless stroll

Hidden
      d
         e
            e
               p
              
                    b
                       e
                           l
                              o
                               ­  vv
a glimmering surface
nor eye vvill peek upon
vile
         veiled
                     *vvants
lip locked by token
a black ketch lies splintered
avvaiting *for you
to redeem it
so redeem it!

I am lost to the winds, but a feather, nor you the wearer -
This time is brief and incandescent,
a well salted egression ... A trade in place -
Too otherworldly for you so I sail the ocean alone,
you are shorelined and it's time -
Farewell.

I just heard
a blood curdling scream,
Off
in the     d i s t a n c e.

VVho ever you are;
I love your music of fear,
I imagine you're running
HARD.

I hope you trip
so they catch you;
& practice origami
on your viscera,
as beautiful as your:
Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh

VVhich ever bones of mine
you pick
I vvill let you gnavv them to death
over a cup of coffee stirred with proverbs
Gnash your suburban smile
on my misery
Splinter my beat maker
vvith your
vvorshiping voice
Come over
&& take your shoes off
I vvill count your blessings
into infinity
not long
aftervvards

Nothing here for you
knife **** the platitudes
count my teeth
so vve
can be equal
brush aside the curtains
so curious of all the
tick
       tocking
                   love
    mocking
eons ago
black
         tar
              lip
                   locking
a death so LOUD
it's deafening
can you see?
are you missing?
can you feel?
are you listening?

The mask
              I vvear
is there
              for good
it's not
              a gimmick

it's vvho I am
I take apart
to put together

the things
   you don't
have time
to chore

As a young boy I learned
that I had a black knack
it vvas passed on to me
from a vvoman who passed
Some days it feels
like a rabid curse
I don't need to knovv
before you shovv me first
at death I thought
I vvould have been
rethreaded
but upon reentry
I was still clairvoyant

God
may have made us
from the dust
but a Lion once shovved me
that vve surely taste
like meat

Let us inspect relations with vocabulary,
dig into me && drink of my spark.
You lit the fire, so must you vvatch it burn.
Peel back the sky vvith me,
in fearless abandon.
As tvvo flovvers of the field,
svvay in the breeze
&& sing me your song.

These arms
  are yours
to break,
So steal me
in the clench
of your teeth.
Lull me into your *******;
make me your little
**** ***.
Longing
to connect,
release your
blackest sunset;
Let us not forget
one another.

Nuzzled
in your
Forever,
I'm eternally
Found
&& Grateful.

These teeth yearn
   flesh so ripe
Under moonlight
   in every curve
       a meal

Svvollen
midnight appendages
   of unremitting venture
for a taste of the vivacity
inside your nectaries
Avvaiting a return
correspondence
upon desire
please

Blue bird
Black flight

speckled sputum
late night

up
dovvn
Death's roller coaster
rides

eyes vvide open
a deep divide

flashes of childhood
Mother cries tonight

vvhen the ride ends?
only The Gate Keeper knovvs

Pardon me if I stare too long
but your dentition
                              turns my thoughts
to dark craft
                       in my nooks and crannies
What did I just drop you ask?

Oh nothing
                       those are just my pliers

Venturesome tevv
vvant to make you
a 3rd time maker

S             R             T             H             D
       T              E            C             E

O             U             T

saturated && doted on;
vvith boundlessness.

The heart;
in all of it's tragic
cocksure
glory,
is nothing
but a victim.

You embrace me like a loving mother
& complete my anticipation,
holding my hand all the while,
gazing into my eyes.
You lull me into rest, oh Death,
lover of flesh.

I had lung cancer,
now I'm minus that airbag-

Oral cancer on the horizon; burning bright,
like the sun on a Long Beach day.

I'm still vvaiting on the Seagulls;
I have this bread to toss.

This relationship vvith Death breeds: **** Fear
a nevv beginning; I'm ready.

Part me like a Christian sea
resect the vvorst of me
extend my breath
these vvords
to speak
to spill
to see
this modern day Job
I vvrithe under
your knife

Bleek jockey *****;
Death is nevv life,
a ride upon a Black horse.
An ill-omened trot;
bring forth Avvakening,
no time to stall.

S  i  c k
      f  u  c k
        

for a sick vv o r l d
                            i n t o  m y
        d e p r a v i t y  &
                  e
                      n
                    ­       j
                               o
                                    y
t h e s
         h
         o
       s vv a l l o vv  my  words
     of  t vv i r l & Quill

     Save your teeth
       for a dinner date
        to chevv
         O N  M E a t
       try not to be late

At a distance,
       quaint and vvell reserved;
  upon closer revievv:
      a buzzard creating jerks

Door **** lock
mouth puffed vvith
saliva

pink extension
  release
   under circular
compressed tree matter

bended knee
shook off number
one

grease under thumb
  left knee
     pop
    hangnail & an eyelid

this tvvitch
   vvont stop
  for 40
I'm certain

Hi there
I am drunk
alone in the dark again
**** poetry && vvhat you
think you knovv about it
pump my ego
hoping for a pump of your ovvn
looking in the mirror
hey self, ******* self
death vvill **** your soul
you ******* *****
  life
  ******
  ******
death is going to love you
love is going to death you
mash you the **** up
sleep hard pounding heart
hi heart, ******* heart
die already
**** in the toilet
morning come
Clonidine
after noon
Amlodipine
future
ashes
for
us

In
o n e
year
I vvill be
g o n e
you'll glance back
&& notice my
h e a r t
by that time
ash vvill be
h o m e
don't shed a
t e a r
free from the
d r o n e

Sole paragon,
dreamland inamorata,
spend a moment;
drovvn me in your vvaters.
Slake this surreptitious tongue,
before it turns to dust,
guide my hands hovv you see fit;
there's no reason to not.
Love can get you high
but ...
       I
          vvill
                  travel
                      ­       as
                                   lovv
                             as
                    you
         vvant.

****** of juggernaut
  impedance of a
     baby Jesus
Fingernails on
       My back
like climbing up
a broken staircase
in my memory
  a meat market
for you
any cut you vvant
like algebra
lining
   a chalkboard
There are many
steps
to traverse
  then tumble
     dovvn
until the last
of our fluid
escapes the chaos
of our hands

Born  
of a Black Mass;
Deathstar v2.0.
Set forth another
uncontrolled
   trajectory,
a pile of earth
still yearns for
a second passing.
A void that turns
me on;
a void that turns
on me,
vvhy avoid the meat
parade?
vvhy such antipathy?
Embrace dust's *******;
rotting feet look good in shoes,
just as any,
just sayin'.

If I
were to write
an  a u t o b i o g r a p h y,
would you shlick your eyes to it?
Glean my every molecule from it's pages;
pick your meat biters with my ribs,
run out and tell the world
all about this
unknown.