Its the emptiness
And where it takes you.
The small pieces of invisibility
That follow you around
Your living shroud
The screaming crowd.
Its hiking backwards up a Tartarus steep hill
And finding yourself still firmly planted
at the bottom.
It can catch you in the throat
The way dust
Collects thickly in a storm
Of resolute beliefs
And philosophies
Of cinders afire.
Apr 13, 2018
Apr 13, 2018 at 6:13 PM UTC
In my dream, we...
You and I, will always be in Some Eternal Territory, by which romance\kindness will cure our aching hearts.
May 26, 2017
May 26, 2017 at 5:41 PM UTC
Ouuuuuuh look at you go
Look at you sliding
Sliding into home plate.
Watch as you destroy the darkness,
With the ease of the Pros
Look at you go.
It won't be long now
Sweetness will be overflowing like a waterfall
Of sadness.
Just keep going, keep fighting, keep winning.
Cause that's all that's left you.
Nov 19, 2016
Nov 19, 2016 at 3:51 PM UTC
Swimming in a sea of souls
She captures eternity for a moment
Then moves on.
It's the bait that gets you
There transferring feelings for feelings
The negotiations of the soul.
Clinging to the chunks of refuse
For a second.
Then down and further down
You appear with contract in hand
The salt stinging the wounds
you have left her with.
Nov 19, 2016
Nov 19, 2016 at 2:20 PM UTC
Have gone through many portals surfing on the timelines of indefinite universes listening to Sate having a triple bipass in the dark without the sleep of twilight upon him. The 3 girls are stars sailing in the night sky, leaving the last one with me, feline and fragile, an aging, withering vessel, like me, her only mother. I have played in the desert with a madman. I have climbed the mountain with Sisyphus . I have been gutted for the last time. The freedom is astounding to have made it this far, this far. Hearty laughter replaces tears, or rage. I know you think you are smarter than everyone else, a trickster, such a clever fellow. I have found you out, and think of you as a poor man's version of little blownapart...short, a little pawn on the board of life. The other psychopaths are so much smoother than you, and the *** is so much better. You know, I can't even remember your name.
Jun 18, 2015
Jun 18, 2015 at 1:22 PM UTC
You are but an echo
Of past betrayals
And pain
You are an echo
Of my psychopathic mother
And the abortions swimming in my mind
You happened after all of the pain and joy and excitement.
Of a life well lived.
Choreographed by the masters.
I want you to know
You are an echo
And nothing more.
May 11, 2015
May 11, 2015 at 11:34 AM UTC
To you who laugh under waterfalls
Of Vengeance
And irrigate with *****
Let me say, how even blindly
You are without joy.
To you who taste the sweetness of destruction
Castration
And pony up on your last bet.
You will only have wine glasses full of acid
Spiked by each other in the Cave of truth.
May 8, 2015
May 8, 2015 at 5:34 AM UTC
That face is excruciatingly beautiful
Blinding as platinum confetti
For the new year of the soul
She is my conch shell
When I hear her, I hear me
That body is hauntingly whole
Strong as a steel gerder and just as smooth
For the structure we are building
She is my mirror
When I see her, I see me
Those hands are soft as silver
Holding the pages of our life
Strongly into the new book
We will write together.
Apr 28, 2015
Apr 28, 2015 at 5:37 PM UTC
They act like they don't know what you're doing
Assuming you're doing anything
At all.
Your writing is always possessive
Your photos are always of you
Narcissist.
She acts like it's all working with the precision of a clock
I know what goes on behind closed doors with you
I'm so glad I know how truly miserable she is...
Apr 28, 2015
Apr 28, 2015 at 4:02 PM UTC
I cast away my narrow waist
Whale bone my rib cage
You open me up to demolition
My voice is silent
As you split the seams
Of a world I was far too fragile for
Living, the flash of liquid light
Turns the horizon on it's end.
The lies you fabricate, a master
Storyteller by design
A lowlife criminal
With overwhelming needs
Apr 27, 2015
Apr 27, 2015 at 5:16 AM UTC