I ponder on God as if it’s a chore,
I am but a lowly *****,
I spark no tune for the pious,
To the thought of hell, I am not the shyest,
I shift with the crowd as I please,
My goal is not for the creator to appease,
To the sky, I rave,
Love I deprave,
The anger engulfs my poetic bone,
I am now mere flesh to lust, I am sworn,
The god felt so festive today,
The sky didn’t project this man’s decay,
Every sin has started to make a sound,
It leaches every corner, circulating round and round,
Until all my blessings find their way home,
When consciousness taps on my shoulder,
I aspire to the bruteness of my beholder.

Looking through my purple veil
I see my moon lavender.
Plum glow on river stream
moving sparkling amethysts in rippling waves of water.
I’m so in love I dream in pink bubblegum colors.
Can’t wait to meet my special one so
sending something to remember me.
Candle light under lavender moon.
Going with the flow on ****** like floating wood,
for you my waiting lover.
Letting know I’m still on my way to you
while trees silhouettes are watching.



Shell ✨🐚

Thoughts of you consume me
Igniting a path of desire
I almost beg you to follow
With those calloused fingertips
My breath quickens
Hands between my thighs
Quivering with delight
Who should have the first taste?
Is it you or shall I?

SELF-EXPRESSION
Cosmic ebb and flows
Missed the mark
Light years away
Thirsty for
My eternal sunshine
Foreshadowing hunger
In the background
The cold sheets
I lay in
The bad neighborhood
Between my ears
Like a riddle
I am
Trapped inside a maze
One foot in front
Of thee other
Oh how that would be so swell
Evil auras
Spells that were cast
I always saw
Them coming
They sent chills up my spine
Guess I couldn’t change
Direction fast enough
To get out of there way
Can you all
See me from
The mountain top
Landslides
Come in all forms
I see the pain
In which I write with
The tidal waves
That rule
The insanity of my blues
Are they truly all my fault
I rarely
Like company that I can tolerate
Let that of my own
It would be nice to be heard
Recognized by someone other
Than me
Felt adored once in while
Because I show myself
Very little love if any praise
I’ve always fallen
Flat felt like a caged animal
My one true voice
As unpleasant as it often is
Brings me a little hope and joy
An escape for a few moments
A way outta my head
Poetry my one and only therapy

"Excuse me," she said.
"Pardon me," he said.
"Certainly," so said, El Presidente.

I woke up today a zombie
Walking around with dead eyes
Legs dragging through their course
Feeling like dead weight without useful force

I miss a girl
For her hugs and the fact she pitied me
She was warmth to my dead body
But she didn't actually want me
It's been a year and she doesn't know

I thought I had close acquaintances
But they just laugh at me
The familiar clown pacing unknowingly
The hanged man and the fool

Everywhere I go it's always the same
I get up each day hoping for change
But something's gotta snap me out of it
As my happiness is an illusion painting

I go up, and suddenly it's down
Never right, no one understands my frown
Or anything I ever do at all
But no one says anything as they tower over me so tall

The council has decided
Decided a slow sentence
A delusional death
Penitence for a past life's sins