How is it the most dangerous
love is the one you grip,
yes, I am bibacious
Will canvas
capture this infamous
art in local gallery
and one of a kind piece?

You bred with pace
into wars colliding,
without any haste
No care for the children.

A sense of unspeakable,
demons graced the kids,
during the war with us.
You knew my instability,
but your mind-less
patience of no breaths
of fiery predictability.

You knew of my lunacy
but you shamed within.
I would have left no heresy
but you fought disgustingly.

Legitimately,
unbelievably
and sadly,
this weekend's booking
ends in humiliation
of a young woman.
The shower that bled
the before confidence
and the end of this tail
ends with a coward's stake,
upon her intoxication
sleep before she wakes
like snow white flakes
and the blood in her dress,
tells her everything.

I'm feeling estranged from the vampires
******* down and shame down on me,
hail-stones upon toxicity not a stranger
They accuse me like the worse monster
Thin are my veins as they aren't pumping,
The nurse yesterday couldn't take blood,
as with the scrapes came with so much mud.

Muck on a spoon in a ******'s zombie lair,
Once a promising star of pride of the family
and now he's Od-ing and shook of his flair,
like the cutting of hair of the Belgium
****** who survived the worse horrors,
when it came to instincts & world war 2.

I once felt alive until systemically did I died.

Who really made the atom
was it Adam and Eve's apple?
Jesus being spat on and ridiculed,
and most still have no humanity......
the drying corpses of fields of wheat,
and the burden of being declared ****,
psychopaths with " Get with it"!
**** their programming,
I live by no such thing,
slowly gone is this anarchist,
I won't burn as your witch,
I've lived as a forever ******
I'll watch you gruel instead
for all your perverted sins,
Mine are slowly burnin'
several demons within.
None will get off easily,
by pretenders,
passing judgement,
or trespassers
thinking they've made me.

I'll be the vision
as you lay,
your obsession
each day.

baby has fire seething from her eyes,
gently green sweet with a look of vengeance,
She may be a temptress,
but not to be exploited.
A woman walks home alone,
like a Goddess in a picture frame
a vampire of seduction
in the 3 inches of our minds.
She hear the steps approaching
and her fangs quickly appear
stretching out of her mouth
No longer so innocent like youth.
This is the beginning of your end
as the path ahead now her's to bend.

The kid has the dark-side
and that mirror twin
cannot ever be erased.
Automatics shooting in his eyes,
A 12 gauge shotgun,
fills happiness of scattered flies,
a day of reckless fun.

Bullies opened him up wide,
torture felt so beneath,
demons cannot ever hide
unfeeling of letting it slide
The many turns against one
and no scarecrow is ever wise
against an armory of his guns.

Silently
drinking gin
and tequila,
warmly
greetings
from spoons
and fork
of the diners
I become lively,
punch the jukebox
for that shaking boom,
Dance to worldly live,
as my eyes open up,
to awakening of the hive,
beats to curb falls,
Juice of reckoning,
and she will slip
past another
pass out drunkard.

Crow bars vs candy bars,
steel vs the moving of wheels
Frightened eyes vs confidence
weeds vs the burial of seeds,
heroes vs those of us zeroes
Loved vs the building above,
Trepidation before the fall,
the deeper is just the surface,
Those with no more black ink,
Only ones to understand this,
The coal can't move those glued.

Where the grip releases the birds,
and helium balloons are for lease,
and tear the faces of the children
shaking their heads to trusting words.

Spinning soda top bottle,
in a ***** alley-way.
memories are buried,
in the sand ants hurried
for not but a temple.
but their scars to fodder.

Pick on me as I'm different.
To hell with assumptions
This is the ****** Internet
I feed you ******* and secrets,
lies and never glowing me
when your blackest vessel
is filled with greasy toxicity.

Darkest roots wrap around this old cabin,
the vulnerable fragility of a breathless dragon
Shatters of star-dust flake over the tin roof,
and I wish to escape into the night sky
galloping wings & white unicorn hooves,
a freedom deliverance echoes cries.

I kept the burning letters and the removal of x-mas trees
of my throat swallowing my child-hood naivety,
There's cars smashing where the violation exists,
the hand held to a throat trying to breathe.
Graffiti anarchy with my intoxication of eyes.
Best friends break apart unfriendly marbles
wake up dragging mats upon the carpets.
I wish I could forget and dumb my brain,
but it only drives home more the perspective,
rain drenched and wearing my favourite collar
Nothing is better hope than a dog with a bone.
I wish I could wiggly wag like my dead-on pet,
but when has the warmth of the sun's been set
single spark apart from all of my child-hood days.
I wish I could wake up and smell your essence.
To be honest, I wish to die and not bake in this flesh,
Attraction can be blinded in interpretation
Opening up as ocean whipped afflictions.
And gentle are the starfish at bottom of oceans
and bitter comes warmth sting-rays of the surface,
Earliest and the best of  sands upon the lands
crashing as uncle pulled coins from my ears.
I'll be as blinded to misery and focus on God,
Reappraisal and not loving bag of tricks,
There's no such thing as wisdom with the lambs,
and ever higher does this wall slabs bricks,
Ever loyal are loved sweet adorable dogs,
licks our faces and jumps up so quick.