Lay next to me
Don’t say a word
Touch me everywhere
Everywhere but there

I want to know you
Let me peer into your soul
Don’t ask me about myself
Anything but that

Let me share my life
With you, with my work
With my cat, and my friends
Sometimes and on weekends

Grandma sold mother
She was only a child
When she mothered
Another’s children

Grandma sold mother
To her father
To mother children
His lover couldn’t

Mother was alone
From the day
God breathed life
Into full nostrils

Building a legacy
With cast offs
Only Beautiful Shards
Sharp mosaic tiles

It wasn’t much
But always clean
She had nothing
But gave everything

So that I can have
the self-respect
Not to visit her
At Christmas.

Gunboat diplomacy
Dynamite archeology
Unnecessary surgery
The way we mince our words
Virtual friends and views
Terrible ends
We refuse
To see as nothing
That could happen to us
As conflagration moves like water
Over an acrylic floor
Which morphs into a globe form
To welcome in the war.

Woke up still drunk
Saw the chaddies last night
Ain't seen them boys for awhile
But they was there
In the neon light
Of the bar sign
Of that new gaff
That is called the black cat
Christie had gone bald
I had gone fat
Their Spanish cousin Miguel
Looked disgusted that
Me and Milney
Had been out all day
The margheritas were on offer
What more can I say
He's an respected man
International architect
But we bullied and coerced him to get completely wrecked
And then it was over
Woke up fully clothed
Chugged down a black coffee
My brain felt exposed
Then perceived in the distance
A rumble I could not believe
Who'd be a bin man
On Christmas Eve?

The boy is ignorance
The girl is want
They pump from the wellspring
The human font
Beware of them both
If doom you'd destroy
But of the two
Keep a closer eye on the boy.

Scrooge would be just about clocking off now,the **** piece.
But at least he led by example.

that “star cross’d lovers” must be true
your radiance to my pale and blue
heavy on my heart, your golden hue
in sunsets i pray my honor to

I’m not fragile
I’ve just been broken
So many times before
That the glue is unable to hold.
I’m not fragile, am i?