Let it die
And let it swallow me with it
No escape, I dig with spades
I scrape my knees on asphalt
And live in empty streets
In my mind
I have a fist-fight with Auden
And as he's bleeding he's making money
A mockery of my divine art
He's in the textbook
And I am dying
In my eyes
The sun has lost all meaning
No true light, but neon signs
****** who walk the block
Glamour dolls bedecked with rouge
Make-up to cover scars
We call beautiful
Despite ourselves

You live inside a box
And I can repeat words
Mad Mad Mad
paper can't survive the flood
An old man
Man man man
man
Deny the works
And suffer worms
You were taught to love dirt
Become slaves
Embrace the hurt
I shine a light of truth
And I would die for my cause
I sacrifice myself
To save you
But you know only to save the pain
I die in vain
A martyrs death
I give it all until nothings left
And nothings right
There is no way I can prove
This is too good for you

Here in the desert
it's been raining
on and off
            for days
making the succulents and cacti
glisten with wetness
their thick skin sparkles
and catches nature's ironic eye
flowers and plants shine
so much better in the half-grey
Here in the prehistoric depths
Of rocky whitewash and silt
             flash floods rush through
flushing out all guilt
         And inside
a raging storm commences
and I feel so blessed
to be a part of this celebration
my lungs expanding in my chest
I breathe in deep
that fresh purity of air
let it cleanse right through me
from my toes up to my hair
It rushes in my body
taking no prisoners in its force
flows through every vein
cleansing poisons in its course
its power flows into me
washing out this stubborn pain
Turning the confusion
                     into clarity again
From inside subconscious thoughts
           realization thunders
rinsing from my mind
                 the emotional strain
and replacing it with euphoric wonders
Come, my raging desert tempest
Bathe me
       penetrate me with wet
restore and purify
my being
take over and disinfect
let me feel my own strength
until it pours out from my cells
into the space inside my heart
where love and lust still dwell
My tears mingle with the sweet drops
                as I fling arms open to the sky
releasing strikes of lightening
for every word I cry
as I summon, pray for lightness
mixed with the sturdiness of earth
Let joy rise up and bubble
within my being
as rebirth

My friends live so far away,
I am here and there they stay.
They are miles away at home.
I miss my friends & feel alone.
I remember our time of fun & walks
Now i have to deal with locks.
Your heed & attention need to pay
Even your thoughts are far away.
We may not see each other.
Commencing my friends charming weather.
Distance separates us that’s true.
Listen your friendship is to be prove.
My heart is still beats for your move.
And always Remains open just for you.
I have no new friends & I have no foes.
Wish i were with my friends of those..

By ($haffu)

The chill in the frigid night air
casts tremors of lingering shadows
upon an ancient windowsill
where a liquescent candle’s glow dims.

Peering into shattered mirrors’
silver hued jagged edges
that no longer reflect counterfeit images
a nascent paradigm unfurls in the wind.

Terrifying diminutive steps are taken
in directions au courant
enabled by years of refinement
in torrid near incessant fires.

An excrescence of wisdom
has broken the weathered mold
allowing a senescent wisdom
to shimmer a phosphorescent glow.

The venerable map leading
to this transcendent destination
is not read but perceived
through intuition’s faint whisperings.

©2015 janetaylor