Violet comes again
As a triolet
Poetically formed
With a bayonet
To the guts of tryin'
Regrets
Hooked on an fish
Without a breath to live
In the wildin'
There must be a better way
Of dyin'
There should be another way
Or alchemy
Violet
Comes again
As a means
As a way of
My head
Cryin'
On the hills of sirens
Flashing pirates
Skull bones and riots
I wish I was cyan
But I'm violet
Charcoal and wired
Between  
I'm dyin'

I'm dyyyyyyin'

I'm dye in
Violet
As a triolet
I can feel it
Vibrant;  vibrate
Islands
Specifically ask me
Why here
Whyyyy here
Should I stay quiet
Silent
Should I ever care
Or Giant
I'll be violet
Because it comes again
And again to me
I'll just be
That color
And shine it

Shiiiiiiiine it!

I'll ever be
  I'll ever be

Violet pours poetry
It comes again
Coloring
Violet pours poetry
Velvet and consciously
It comes blood read
Violet pours poetry
It comes again

As a triolet.......
                              …
                                    ..
Violet comes again as the nights eyelets lace the stars heads
Purple and sky lit
Lavender scents a bruise
Hit
The color of heart
Pulsing Magenta and red
Hurts to pound those memories left

Under ultraviolet rays pierced
The skins shade
Tan and beige blurs

Violet comes again
On a Royal colored path
Of hopes golden

A search for trees
just may bring
a little more oxygen

Red found indigo blue
In a deep purple brew
Of passionate sizzurp made
In a kool aid smiles tooth

As the stars unraveled
The permanent scramble
Of scales and dues
We traveled the purple
And pattern to the lantern
That lights our spirits
and allows us youth

Violet came like a hurricane
Hurling winds colored in views
Sipping on my mango beer
I Cheers to the God who knew

Majestic mountains painted
On the bounty of mutiny
Colored a landslide of falling rocks
Which boulder my enemy

The prayer of Jabez I said to the Lord if I could be closer to yours would you expand my territory

in the meat of scars
Violet keeps coming
and came unto me humming
If it be in your will
have mercy on my flesh
Pummeled

so I stumbled upon the earthly
Paths crumble
a violet me
Bruised bullied
And troubled

Knowledge found in the rubble
Left the truth upright and stable
uncovered
The shade of a grapes mother
Painted on me violet and wine in a stars cluster
I am just one In a trillion of the same difference building
Trying to ketchup
Instead of mustard

I want to be that girl for you
She said she loved the way I write

I want to slip into something comforable

She said I could take it off

I want to be that girl
Eve
       In the garden

She said she could tempt me
And she could

We ate the love
And covered up

She said the sin
                               was
Worth it

An Electron carries the negative charge
Protons are the positive particle action
Forces: Gravity, Electric, Weak & Strong

Subatomic quarks discharge
Leptons,  Mesons,  Baryons
An Electron carries the negative charge

Degrees of freedom parameters large
Muons decay Bremsstrahlung;
Forces: Gravity, Electric, Weak & Strong

Electro magnetic radiations marge
Relativistic formulas spin in sychrotrons
An Electron carries the negative charge

Deceleration of negative hearts
Positron-electron; annihilation = photons
Forces: Gravity, Electric, Weak, & Strong

Elastic scattering of positivity is hard
And understanding the relativity of actions
An Electron carries the negative charge
Forces: Gravity, Electric, Weak & Strong

Traveling down that ghost town
Tumbling through the weeds
I'm nothing like a cowboy
And I haven't a gun to sling


I'm just an old man lost
In what's left of sanity


I'm wearing old kicks
On a dusty road ghost town
I've got a crack in my lips
From the sun beaten on down

I need a place to rest
But no one is around
I cannot find a bed
So I'll settle for a campground


I'm just an old man lost
In what's left of sanity


I found an old saloon
With a ghost serving whiskey
And he dared to impugn
Why I was so thirsty

He kept pouring more rounds
At my requests to hurt me
I was the only one in town
And like me it was emptied


I'm just an old man lost
In what's left of sanity



Drunken in walk
I fell into my cot
My fire burned out
So I laid in the dark

Staring at the stars
I was the loneliest scar
Lost in a ghost town
With vacant bazaars


I'm just an old old man
Lost
In what's left
       Of Sanity

Her lips I mostly missed
When she kissed the words I love you
They were everything I wished
Her lips I mostly missed
I remember the way they kissed
Now another man they've gone to
Her lips I mostly missed
When she kissed the words I love you

In the fires eyes
You stare
Into the flickering

Burning your thoughts
Of memories
On each flame of energy

Wishing you knew the future

As you turn to the shadowed
Walls and watch the silhouettes
Maul the rest of you

The flames burn out

And you're left with the doubt
Of what comes after the heat turns cold

You keep staring in the distance
Contemplating existence
And how you're so misfit

While life gets old

The only thing left are the coals
Burning into ash
Leaving nothing but the past
Charcoal

Fading to the black
Staring through a mask
You show to the world
What you were staring at

….Your soul

If no one wants to love you
Don't get yourself down

No one needs to love you
For you to spread around

And if no one wants to kiss you
Don't tear yourself down

No one needs to kiss you
To put a smile on your frown

If no one here will miss you
Don't break yourself down

No one needs to miss you
For you to be around

If no one here will hold you
Don't get yourself down

No one needs to hold you
For you to stand your ground

Anxiety is like a knife blade
With the handle as a knife blade

Now that I'm single
I can give my love for garlic
The attention it deserves

The library was quiet
Silent ischemia read a book called
Myocardial infarction

The radio played techno tachycardia
While myocardium got high on nitroglycerin

It was quiet
I whispered yet no one was listening

I heard a heart murmur something
Into the echocardiography

It echoed
edema
               edema
                             edema

It was there I rested in lipid

I knew my heart was broken
The day she said she was leaving

It was then my diagnosis
became cerebral thrombosis

I had a cerebrovascular accident
And I lost my mind
With my heart underfoot of my lover

Now I'm searching for a surgeon
To put it all back together

I'm just a scratch on the record
I'm just a skip on your cd
I'm just an 8 track effort
With a song that's never played

No one hums my tune
No one looks for my treble
And no one cares for my bass

I'm just an old b song
In a phonograph h cylinder
That no one wants to play

The directon of where I face blows cold
Eroding away my face and the days

Wrinkles

Cracked and whithered away
My flesh scratches and scrapes
Into the dust of the first day

Created to waste
Age takes a toll

I haven't the money to pay

Yet
      I owe

Off the slide
Crawled a microscopic life
The smallest naked eye
No one knew he was there

All the time

Through the scientific mind
He lived for the why
Under a naked body
Held by a tenaculum

And in the process of ausculation
He indulged inoculation

Because the palpation
Discovered his flesh
Was to blame

Inside his brain
His thoughts claimed the fame
That became the curriculums
Lies

After the apple sliced
Under the flesh of knife
Skins peeled life
Down the barrel of eyes

A discarded core
Fell to the floor
And the fall of man
Was born