Sunrise soon, the waves break

Break my bones, break my will, break my heart
all so I can create.

I weep at raw beauty, I shed tears for artistic emotion.

I steal words form those who know better, I steal thoughts from the wiser of the world.

Vampire?

******* dry the culture vein so I can keep my pulse going.

I am mortal man and soon I sleep, into the dreams I fade and with it so do the words I weep, I write.

Suicide by fashionable choice.

Poets and prophets drama queens, for the worlds' a stage and we all take a bow.

Kings and Queens, empires fall.

Presidents and slaves, both obey.

Bite the leather and cure my sin, bite the hand that feeds for it feeds poison so we stay weak, weak under her command.

submission with a mission to control the ***** of man.

Angels of lust with demons of ****** attachment.

Leather Gimp so I am, bite the whip and pray to the ***.

Mistress Mistress, claim your prize. Tame the shrew, control your sexuality, man of clay, golem.

Man of straw, burn him
Man of stone, deface him
Man of bone, break him
Man of man, castrate him.

We are slaves.

We are granted control by the whims of others, we are others who grant us control.

Puppet rulers of control, thus the sub becomes the Master, thus the leash biter becomes the whip hand.

Kiss, I miss.

Love, I am.

The poet's journey starts and begins.

Alone and well thought, by the end spent and wasted on time that would've been better spent creating concrete thought over paper tigers.

Words on a page are as sharp as swords, provided they're seen by the right eyes to evoke the emotion.

Snake, I am.

Kiss, I miss.

Words I mine.
Emotion I craft

and yet with all this power I am nothing.

I am man, mortal and small in the grand scheme of the ticking clock.

Tick tock, and so I wade into the river, drown my sorrow.

Drown, I am.

Words in stone are set to last, words of sand are set to change, words of paper may burn, words whispered are lost to sound.

Blood, I write.

Fool, I am.

Brother O' Brother
what mess have we made now?

Time and time again we travel and watch each other unravel, yet time and time again one is there for the other, and Brother O' Brother
Family is stretched thin.

I've been down in the gutter, you've been bent out of shape.

We've been beaten out of luck, been outpaced by the younger bucks, but we're still standing, and our best hits are still landing.

So Brother O' Brother, Blood is thicker than water and wine ages with time so time and time again, we'll fail and succeed over and over again

and when it's time to settle down, the other will be watching because if no one else looks out for you, then at least you've got a brother.

Letters in the sand, for temporary messages are best left in the moment they happen.

I drew you the world and all its contents and held your hand as the sea swept it all away, you watched my work. My one and only piece.

My one and only.

For a moment I was De Vinci, I crafted the creation I created God for you, I wrote you a manifesto of love, in the sand I called on the angels of angels and to the sky one thousand white dove.

I cut my hand to add blood to the sand and sea, so you could see me in the work.

All too soon did the sea reclaim what I could not own, you held my hand and without saying a word you said all you had to.

Pretender, masked lover

Hand holder and word whisperer, sharing statements of forever.

Dancer, partner, will you hold my hand?

Lover, leaver, accuser, abuser, user.

Pretender my masked lover.
Seducer and I lose myself in the mirror you hold for me, showing me what you see, making me more than I see myself.

Sealed with a kiss, kisser, hip holder and ring bearer.

Midnight in the garden and I watch the night flowers bloom in the beauty of the moon.

Luna washes my skin and makes me shine, my heroes used to shine.
Now I shine like them.

Moonlit roses and pretty peddles, the garden.

I toss aside my worry and whims and become the stars I see above, the heroes of the silver screen and the bullet boys whose name I can't recall on the beaches of foreign sands.

Values wax and wane and and all heroes lay slain.