Your beautiful mess,
Exquisite,
It drives me insane,
In powdered fragments like eyeshadow in the sink
That rides the corroding pipes to parts unknown.
Your mind is such a scatter,
Divine,
It throws me off the tracks,
How are you okay with our chaos-your sanctuary?
Sighs of relief and of frustration,
When you leave the milk out-
Because I know that although you'll never change,
You'll never let me spoil.
Disorganized bliss,
Everything in and out of place,
I wrack my brain held by scotch tape-
Picking up the pieces of pastry strewn about the land,
I know you're grateful and that's really all I need.

You may call me a dreamer, in waves I crash
Into the crowd - Oceans of honey and wine our sweet escape.
Reveille reveries and moonlit parties for two,
Man-at-arms faded into you.

My muse, I amused by hearts lifted into flight,
High on blood, pressure popped by voices of sirens-
And as overjoyed as I am to carry you with wings,
I'd be just as content sleeping in awe of you at your feet.

Sweet and crisp western winds carry me home,
This little heart I call my own drifting along
Wherever I may roam.

My modest humble abode, naturally crafted by sun, rain and time-
And so much history woven into these branches
To embrace this circle of life.

Triplets encapsuled, unaware of expansive majesty
And surely soon shall they be the same as I feed them knowledge
Snatched from the clay, developing survival.

It will soon be time as are the winds of change
Like when trees are chilled, colors dancing in a spiraling sway-
As millions collapse, my three spread.

From all things dead breathes new life.

Another
Body
Changed,
Dying
Entity
Failing
Growth,
Her
Insides
Jo­lt,
Killing
Lifelong
Memories,
No
Opening,
Peace
Quelled,
Rage
St­ifled,
Truth
Under
Veils.
Waiting...
Xerochilia...
Yahweh!
Zion!

Sprawling concrete cages, a floor painted cold-
Houses adolescent monsters feasting on weak hearts-
In my throat, mine holds.

Two sets of arms hold my set of one spread open,
I dream of eagles soaring free-
Those lucky *******-
Why, when God made me, my wings were to be broken?

A vision of red washes over as a third man barrels through-
Feet in a frenzy stop shuffling too as I picture a noose
Draining life out of you;
Drops of your essence a primordial stew.

He swung with a crash, my jaw shattering sound
A bleed, sonic speed, falls on to your boot-
I envisioned a future where you were no brute
And I turned the tides so you couldn't chew
Dressed you in rags, you beg "start anew!"

If only I could spit you a river
And send you afloat
On a boat made of paper
To watch you choke
On the words I spoke
-
My joy, you are broke.

A million tasty pastries and all the time to bake
Croissants, croquembouche and fruit atop a crepe
Eclair? I'm there.
Cannoli? Holy moly!
A big ol' slice of cherry pie? My, oh, my!
Throw in a dozen doughnuts, you're sure to drive me nuts
No ifs, ands, or buts...
But if you ever serve me a slice of chocolate cake
You best believe I'll never partake-
The thought of eating it alone just makes my heart ache!
Buttercream? What a dream!
Brownie batter bites? Up all night, I just might!
German streusel? There's no refusal.
Just don't do any cake on my birthday,
If you did, it'd just be the worst day
And I'd weep me to sleep because the hate of cake is so deep-
I'd love to see it in a heap...it just feels so cheap.





Seriously...
              **** cake.

I can fly wherever I please
Land on a boat and sail overseas
No need for a passport, it's etched in my wings
Forgot me the caged bird, the free bird it sings

Abandoned my crow's nest, no longer a ******
Goodbyes to my mother, love to me I have heard her
Now I forage for food, I love me them tourists
Who drop food in cans, taste is always the purest

In raven black nights where I excel
Soaring above cities' high rises from Hell
Up high in the clean air, no sulphourous smell
One day I'll reclaim when humans are fell