Nuclear skin, and eyes...
Chemically bent, to erode.

Set me afire, and watch me explode--
watch me...
let the ghosts, of your Chernobyl,
become my own, and haunt me.

I'm an active field...
Yielding blackened wheat,
for a [redacted] meal.

I'm an active field...
stealing slabs, of meat,
in lacerated weals.
Watch me...

let the ghosts, of your Chernobyl,
become my own, and haunt me.

POETRY IS LANGUAGE AT IT’S MOST DISTILLED MOST POWERFUL… AMEN 🙏 ID BE ABSOLUTELY INSANE WITHOUT MY WRITING!!! AND I FEEL LIKE MY VOICE IS FINALLY BEING HEARD PROPERLY… I APPRECIATE THEE MANY TALENTED FOLK OUT THERE EXPRESSING THERE TRUEST SELFS IN THERE POETRY… CHEERS 🍻

Combustion
Adversary’s plentiful
My ruptured fantasy
Unlimited
Protection the enemy
Is out to severe me
Your majesty
I’ve seen your
Handy work first hand
Decaying fossils
Put my puzzle
Back together in
Some working order
Give me
Shelter from
The exertion that ******
Overreaching
Quick to react
The sum
Of all parts is magnetic
Off thee charts
Feeling a bit off
My aim must
Have led me astray
Win lose or draw
Life can really
Do a number on a soul
Tally up the score
And you come up empty
Guidance system
Malfunctions again
A seismic shock
Sends you spiraling
Chain reactions only counter act  
Your balance
One rarely recovers from
Certain circumstances in life
Sometimes we don’t
Realize what we have
Until it’s gone forever
Better left
Untouched
Overrun with grief
The hardest goodbyes
Will shake you
To thee core
Majesty
Grant me complete asylum from
The antagonistic events of this realm

Jesus wore only a robe and needed only a mount to speak to those around him. And yet his words, his wisdom, his divinity have lasted over two thousand years. But look at what has become of his legacy? Have you been to Vatican City? Have you seen the Basilica? What does it have to do with Jesus' core message?:  Love one another. The collective wealth of the Roman Catholic and Protestant churches around the world is so massive that it cannot be determined. But Jesus wore only a robe and needed only a mount. Jesus would find upon his return a sight obscene:  a colossal monetary worth of those who were supposed to carry on his teachings! Jusus would scream:  "Sell all your worldly possessions! Sell the Basilica! Sell all the priceless and precious objets d'art in your collections! Sell all your churches! Give all your money to the poorest of the poor! Do you not remember what I did when I entered the sacred temple and found money-changers? I turned over their tables! I threw their coins on the floor! I threw the money-changers out! I found corruption instead of holy caring! What was my crucifixtion for? Pray to God and care for your fellow human beings. Do it in a vacant lot. Call it the Cathedral of the Sky.

TOD HOWARD HAWKS

it’s sad to say
that nowadays
a smile
is more often
used
to hide depression
rather than
express
happiness.