My body,
host of the latter beast of being
Has infected me
abhorrence flowing through the veins as if a sweet ****** remedy
What earthly holds it has on the simple minded
What policies it makes of the limited.
Jesus,
Would you kindly redeem me?
And take the aching bones and implications from underneath me
Lord take my flesh.
Have it for your own.
And as for my brothers and my sisters
remove the cursed metaphors and fixations that contain their inept perceptions of identity
Allow the spirits to Dance,
On their infinite spectrums
O We'll make a routine of it.
Jun 9, 2016
Jun 9, 2016 at 7:26 AM UTC
Banana slug dance in evening, waiting for the fire to tire
Seashells beg for rain
While in summer, electric blue midnight comes to an end
Too true too are dripping droplets on sandy patch
Shore lapping and rose hip land locked in garden was trapped
Moon hangs upside down, casting beams on boulders where stacks of snails stare transfixed by licks of light on glistening trails
And beneath it all, a lonely lobster sings a sorry song
A lament to the lost and the already gone
Aug 1, 2015
Aug 1, 2015 at 9:04 AM UTC
Dented road ahead
Made of obsolete shapes
Not two impressions alike
But miserably dented
To make it unique
Perfect
Drive through your childhood
Flip a car
Never know
Crush a skull
Or pass merrily on
With no second glance
Jun 24, 2015
Jun 24, 2015 at 6:30 PM UTC
Sipping on the sweetest of liquors
But poison soon to be
That fuels famous fools and lovers
with tears of a bitter enemy
Eventually the oldest friends
Will ****** that bottle down
Til throats dry up and tears don't flow
And then we'd rather drown
Jun 16, 2015
Jun 16, 2015 at 5:56 PM UTC
Years on
I saw you from across a busy street
and decided to stay unseen
You
Dressed like you always did
Wearing something that must have Been a smile
Hand in tiny hand
With a picture of you
May 14, 2015
May 14, 2015 at 6:41 PM UTC
And when I thought hard about it
I knew it to be true
That Something old
Could make me something new
May 5, 2015
May 5, 2015 at 5:29 PM UTC
Between dark layers
And sun setting horizons
Something beautiful was born
Apr 25, 2015
Apr 25, 2015 at 7:49 PM UTC
Many years from here, today
When you're finally on your deathly way
Think very hard of who you want to be
It's hard I know, incredibly
But do the maths all on your own
And don't be scared of the unknown
Do not let others tell you what to do
Or you'll become one of them too
Just Believe in yourself and soon you'll find
you can fit into just about any state of mind
And when you're on that final breath
You'll be ready to warmly welcome death
when the lights begin to fade
And bits of life start to evade
Will you travel the world, inside your head?
or just count your coins and wet the bed
Apr 9, 2015
Apr 9, 2015 at 4:55 PM UTC
Long since forgot
But never once forgot
The days before
Think of sharpened scents
Wafting through forgotten places
Petrol fumes or sea breeze air
Think of far off sights
Red roofs reflected on the surface
of glistening rock pools
Yellow light running through it all
red against powdery blue
Think of it all
Again and again
All long gone, but not forgot
Mar 21, 2015
Mar 21, 2015 at 2:48 PM UTC
He could have crushed it if he'd liked
That squirming thing in between his fingers
Tiny black Bulbous eyes, staring up at him
trying in a panic to speak without words
Arrange some kind of bargain for its life
Yellow Lilac tinted wings
Perfectly symmetrical, pulsated with fear
Taking the left one first, he tore at each end untill hearing the tiny snap
Then the next one
turning to sick crumbling dust blended into the mud
A thin black strip of a thing in the dirt
If life was fair, it could have been stood on
But was not granted such dignity
He would leave it for the sun or the buzzards
An eye for an eye, after all
Mar 3, 2015
Mar 3, 2015 at 6:32 PM UTC