I thank god that tears dry clear, otherwise id be covered in blood, *** and glitter.

Her hand untangled from the coiled roots

Unraveling from her closing wounds

She stepped atop the mud and soot

And looked upon the crescent moon

She shook while she wept

And as her arms stretched out

She dispersed into a cloud

That lowered back down

Into the swampy ground

And not a sound

Was heard

By anyone
But her
And I

5TH Grade
The last day
A reporter asked
What have you to say
Of this final day
And I stated:
"We are the kings and queens
And next year we will be nothing"
And that was the last time
I learned something
Constructive
In the structuring
Of a school building

A tearful squeeze to appease the screams, and release the dreams of a thief.

Humbly washing my hands of the blood of the lamb, i am what i am.

Discrete.

With love for man, the hand has turned the other cheek.

Free will is obsolete against a scripted destiny on repeat.

Talk is cheap as i complete my feats with the creep of wolves among sheep.

Wear their eyes in compliant surprise, walking blindly into the blade.

Defy their demise, stalking, and tryingly to portray the fate of choosing.

Flawed in the ways to delay the winner losing.

Baited and switched

Self redirected

The wicked enriched

In the city's burn

Finite fantastic
Plastic wrapped
Slapped
In my hand
Dancing dillies
Dallying home
For the surprise
So high
For such a low
Pillow
Sleeping
The sillies
Away

His breathing grew weak, as his pitter patting feet crushed flattened sheets from the snow.

Straying away from what he knows, he roams into the freezing abode, and elopes with the zeros below.

The time capsul.

So elusive in her fluid movement

Almost intrusive
These lucid
Strings

This ...pheromonal lingering
Between ...us

It pulls closed
Our dis ...tance

Unable to resist

I'm showing teeth
And losing sssteam

I am

Weakening

Receding back
From knuckle bitten screams

A chello in his head
Seranading the depths
Of all he ever met
And all he ever said
To king and country
Dead

Fading into the sunset

Ask me
Sass me
Harass me
Fasten me
To your dichotomy
In lasting
Fasting
Blasting
The beast away
But appeasing
The lingerings
Of darklings
In your skull
Just
Take it all
Or ******* fold
Too old
To scratch it out
Or tear the flesh
To laugh about
The torn mesh
Just
******* shout
In the
Moments made of
More than you
Moments made up
For you
Moments to live
Despite you
To spite you
In spite of you
It grew
Through
And through
And threw you
To you

•  -+  •

I am a lover
                  
A
Warrior
Poet

Consumed
Of

S
A
D

Sickness

Starlit
In
Iridescence

Examining
~Beautiful~

Scribbled
Tidbits
Fidgeting
The twiddles
Of a warrior
Wandering
Wayward

I'm not here
To make a friend
Not to **** your ****
Nor distort your zen
I'm not here
To show my stuff
Not flaunt my sack
Or call your bluffs
I'm not here
To teach you ****
Not to give a ****
Or give you tips
I'm just here
To save my work
Wipe my brow
In completed works
Spit it raw
Rework the quirks
This pallets precious
A poets smirk
The words they scowl
The verbiage lurks
The hordes they prowl
They have their perks

Devotchka in my ear
And ***** in my gut
I'm transcending the years
Just waiting for my bus

I hope it never comes
I hope it drives right passed
Hope it flips atop bums
Under the overpass

But it does stop for me
Right smack nab on the dot
And as I am boarding
I drop change in the slot

I'm walking down the aisle
I want a back seat badly
I'm returning all these smiles
But I am fracturing

And I got forty blocks
I got forty stupid stops
To find a frickin seat
But standing room only

Dinng

it was all in the intellect of mankind

always in search of hope

so seldom to find

baring the crown of thorns

without halo but horns

uprisings in every city

gathering in swarms

and i

could feel his eyes on me

but they

they are blind

they

could never really see me.

I once dreamed of a blue sun that shone upon muddy streets, as drones policed the abandoned buildings of a fallen society.

Today, i saw a drone in the rain, while a blind man begged for change, and this strange feeling from the way the light shone.

I don't know what the future holds, but know that the people are cold, and getting colder, and i'm getting older, so i'm folding, and buying another gun.

I listened for the sound
My ear pressed on the ground
Ignoring the itch
And the noise of the ditch
I was homeward bound

I lift my hand to fade
To that other place
I close my eyes to wake
In another day
I pay the toll and fake
A happy face
I play to keep my kills
In another way
I'm here to stay
Awake

jelous
as i have fear, and reality
they
They have fashion and fantasy

**** my ****
Tell me ****
To affirm my balance
Scrape your talons
Down my back
And act
Like you give a ****
It wont matter anyway

Cars were parked all over the yard, with rusted parts, and chipped paint, that gave way to faint brown sprays on jagged window frames.

And where the oil puddles turned the tall grass grey, a trail was made that lead the way, to the house where the bodies laid.

Stripped of clothes, and filleted in droves, they were posed in ways i couldn't explain.

He used a hammer to remove the teeth, and neatly sawed them into pieces at the creases, as he dumps the clumps into a drum of something acidic, before pouring it down the sink, where he swiped the fodder, and runs the water until clean.

He then places the teeth on sheets of torn cloth that he bundles up, and stashes up in the loft, before heading off for the street, to repeat his play, to the piece, so his dreams can seep into your day.

He was a hitch hiker, having his way.

Give me
An epiphany
A reason
To wake

Give me
A Realization
A season
To forsake

Give me
Subtle smiles
As you walk away
Just anything

Anything
For a swing
At the chance
Of a better man

I'm myself now
Any days for dreaming

I'm myself now
Anyway i'm dreaming

Give me
A something
An antidote
To cope with doubt

Give me
Earplugs
To drown
The voices out

Give me
Variety
To outmaneuver
My anxiety

Anything
But this
Numbing
Darkness

Just take me over there
To that other place

Just take me over there
Away from this place

Give me
Something
Anything
To wake

I wake to dream
I dream to wake

Fly not of angelic wings, as the halo is jagged of puppet string.

But wake not of your tortured dreams, for Luna shine so ever true.

ISON

There is
A certain fear
In your promise

A foreboding
That lingers
Swallowing
Hope

A hole
Filled
Of emptiness

That opens up
As your light
Nears

ISON

My life
Beneath you

Wished
From a million
Dying
Stars

**** the messenger
Don't trust the clever
Endeavor
In more
Than you can afford
Bore
Out the snakes
Before
Too late
And escape
Adored

The shepherds are killing the sheep, right down the street in barrages of automatic weaponry with no screams, just armor and clenched teeth, in the land of the free, home of the brave, decaying dreams, and police raids.

new winds fall upon new skies

a new mask to accompany the new disguise

comprise our lies

of gold wrapping and bow ties

as we need not fear now

the truths will set us free

feeling all better now

just look at me

happily

plastic

The sound
Clean

Slowly
Showing
Blade
From sheath

Shiiinnnk

Gleaming
In a single spot
Of light

Emanating
Toward the heart
Of a thief

Who will fight

With stable
Feet

As he
Stands
His ground

My friend
Shes knows too many ends
She gave up again
For nothing
To tear apart
Her fragile heart
In plastic ideologies
Shes fights her dichotomies
Walking away
From everything
Even the happy
I love her anyway
Even when i'm empty
From the first day
I saw her frays
The first day
I knew pain
Her pain
As mine
We don't have to
Walk alone
But will
I don't have to
Sing alone
But do
Fading to blue
From black
Take me back
To grey
Where im safe
In the safety
Of fate
Fading
To grey
In this place
Of yesturday
Plucked away
In a song of greying

Drinking time down with his coffee, he sits, fidgeting his pen on empty pallets, and with a straying mind, he writes three lines, and calls it quits.

The dark, is best alone.

The blood that thinned upon shared breath, has thickened only to thin again, as she reaches for the creamer.

*****.

How dare she, be so beautiful, right as the sutures are removed.

I will just poke my bruises, as i spell her name into mine, unto the darkest, and loneliest of nights.

Complete.

With extra cheese, and colored lights.

Wherein is a sight, of a love, that forebodes from above myself.

That giggles as it grins, before reaching its hand out.

The doubt depleted.

That which burn
That which burn
This life

Let turn
Let turn
Into flame

Unto you
Unto you
Thy praise

Giant of the worlds
March unto I

Unto I

Raaaaaa
Raaaaaaa
Raaaaaaaa

Knock knock knock

Blood is life

Life blood
My life to you
A dagger before you

Knock knock knock

Raaaaaaaaa
Raaaaaaaa
Raaaaaa

Thy blood of life
Thy blood of life
Thy dagger unto you

March unto I
knock knock Raaaaaaaa

Gripping her thighs
I slammed her into the wall
Her jaw locked open
Her lips pull for more
As i lift her up the wall
My teeth just above her bra
The flow warm
As it trickles to our awe
I took her
But didn't put her back

stare upon the core

that in which adored

be no more

no more


strain the eyes to see

burning

blinding

loving


in warmth of touch

light disrupt

the curse

dispersed

in ashes

Sang alot of songs by now

All alone
All alone

Who would know
Who could know

Right now
Right now

Seems like forever ago

Songs of loss
Songs of giving in

A song for the lost
Its cheeky again

Looping through
From me to you

It plays all over again

Sang alot of songs by now

It didn't matter what anyone thought.

She was living her dreams, never questioning the validity of her being.

She was, seeing, for the first time.

With baited breaths
A bubbled pink mesh
Emerges from his chest
And with one blessed heave
He squeezed
Intently
Passionately
Eloquently
From the trigger
Unto pin
Penetrating primer
As gas blows back
And the bullet spins
Through the barrel
Exiting in a flash
Of perilous
*******
That missed
And he slumps back
As the casings
Clinking
Toward my feet
With a coil of smoke
Lifting in the breeze

One by one
the lights went dim.

The hallway darkened,
as the cold crept in.

Word for word,
we wrote on the wall.

I wailed and fought,
but wrote it all.

Scrawled in squalor,
I spelled it out.

His name the same
and whispered loud,

~ from my mouth.

Blank stare
Over the strip
Uniform spotless
Flawless
He says hello
Into his radio
And heads for the door
Wishing for more
As he steps into
The corner store
For coffee

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Heaviest
Are the
Eyes
That look
Upon
The light
Squinting

they sang of victory,
drinking the most precious of wines,
as the planets collided,
and ended mankind.

Let it all bleed out
Strewn around
And about

Shine out
From the ins
You have found

But never doubt
Or droun
In pouting out

Just be about it

About the stuff you love
And a part of it

Dully apart from it

Stand alone in a storm
With no phone
Or horn

To form

Your own opinion

Just Simply Breathe.
Assess real need, and bleed, amongst the few.

I do.
Humbled anew.
I choose a truth, in lieu of the blue, to sooth the pursuit, .. . of better~

Sometimes i feel like the world is spinning around me in an almost timelessness. Faces come and go, fading into the distance, before that familiar face in which i cannot quite place a name, walks on by me.

Who shall now be,
the one to seethe for our peace.

Who shall now heed,
to the beings in the warmth of seas.

In the light of a dying star,
a winds whispering in the dark
of the monster from afar
stealing the spark
of Nanahuatzin
molten
in scorching
sacrifice.

From the core
where the storm is born
forlorn ...
in malformed arms
Adorned
in the sworn swarm
of charged
particles
reaching
for
Earth.

Birth me behind a curtain
Making certain
To block the light out

Shine me on
In a black out
Drown the sound out

Let me come to my own

Don't burn my eyes with your suns
Don't deafen me with your drums

Just let it come as it goes

As I for the one
Shall not go

Into your light
Your lies
Your fight
Your right

To live

Make me
Sick

Let me take
So I can give

Make you empty
Make you full again

Full circle I've gone
From goat to kid

As I again wish
To live

In your shade

She had a stiffness to her, as though a nervous little girl, whirling through the world, a world away, and in a way, she dreamed, dreamed of better things, things that sing in her heart, heart of her being, being of the stars, stars shining unto day, the day she runs away, away from everything she makes, and breaks, into a million pieces, and pieces i can pick up, pick up just enough, enough to give up, give up all to have loved, loved enough to have gave, and i gave it all i got.

My guitar, its missing a string, that randomly plings while i'm sleeping, and so I'll wake, and play, until we weaken back to sleep.