
Filthy pitted face
Bile Green
Gleaming viscous fangs
Bright Yellow
From time to time
this friend of mine
comes to say hello
The stench nauseating
grinding knots
in my bowels
I respond promptly enough,
quick strike to the dome,
and he recoils to the shadows
But to pretend his whispers
can't be heard
to pretend the gleam in my eyes
as I feign integrity
isn't him
That right there,
Is a bit more challenging.
So bottoms up,
Let's entice our demons
To come and play
Feb 7, 2016
Feb 7, 2016 at 9:22 PM UTC
I love you, I say
with the slightest metallic shimmer
in my eyes
nearly imperceptible body armor
cold to the touch
Such a weak way to go about love.
Feb 7, 2016
Feb 7, 2016 at 9:08 PM UTC
.
I hear the sound of my footsteps
and the beating of my heart
My heart reaches its tender fingers
outward
And the impending silence fills me
.
Jan 18, 2016
Jan 18, 2016 at 4:56 PM UTC
Trust nothing I say
I yield lips of sweet poison
To part other's lips
Jan 5, 2016
Jan 5, 2016 at 7:47 PM UTC
large embers cool slowly
Waiting for the faintest breath
to blow them back to life
Nov 4, 2015
Nov 4, 2015 at 3:40 PM UTC
I sit upon my chair and think of life
It feels this stage is set right on a knife
To left, a choice to fall into the clay
Into machines, they grind and knead away
To right, the darkness eats at time itself
Room flips, and values fall from off your shelf
Just kiss the knife with toes one at a time
Breath slow, the edge, I pray, will grow, to feel
Sublime
Oct 9, 2015
Oct 9, 2015 at 2:11 AM UTC
Her I sit, just trying to write
Applying to jobs like that’s my life’s plight
To pave right ahead, don’t think till I’m dead
Grows heavy feelings in fingers like lead
What feels not genuine in things I’m sendin them?
I try and be real yet I see I pretend again
Again and again, deceits all I’m lendin them
Breath nice and slow and try an begin again
Again and again, nothings been mended friend
Take what you’ve got and take what you’ve done
Throw all that on paper, compressed into one
Page
One single page
My resume
What does it say of me?
Dry tidbits of years and hours that came from me
Once it was sang from me
Once pulsed and rang from me
Like torrents of heart, blood, and tears
It all drained from me
Left out in the sun, some dry shrinking things
The future will come
Let it bring what it brings
Oct 7, 2015
Oct 7, 2015 at 6:13 PM UTC
Tock clicks
As life, and Love,
Slips
Listen
To my heart fail
Genuine emotion
My only hope to prevail
The Swirl
and Swivel
Of this grisly, grimy
Theater dribble
As hearts dance
Together and Apart
Doomed to bitter distance
From the very start
Sep 29, 2015
Sep 29, 2015 at 6:22 AM UTC
Strip me of my future endeavors
Let me live in this present moment
(and both melt away)
Sep 26, 2015
Sep 26, 2015 at 5:03 AM UTC