Boom, boom
Explosions sound
A birds around
Dropping pellets
Running screaming, the people say
Please stop dropping, for just today
Prayer unanswered, crops destroyed
Beauty now rendered, a lifeless void
Pilot smiles, his job well done
Onto the next town, he found it fun
Medals and glory await his return
All he has to do, is make people burn
Cry and scream, the good it will do
Bird drops the pellets, gone are you
Simple command, life in hand
They say to stand but we can't fight
Bird chooses death and bird is right
All for the money.....is that not tight?

Your eyes
they are...grey?
she smiles head shakes hair,
dances
blue?
smile brightens they
are hazel
she was very affectionate
been a long time since I met,
one like that without, the
screeching
her dog jumped
on the bed I
pushed him off pet him
she touches arm I touch
leg and
***
so much leg and we go
back to sleep

I'm going to war
with myself
enough with the
holding off
tip toeing around
enough looking for
handouts
while I stand above ground
today
is the day
that I become one with
the flame
today is
the day
that I pronounce myself sane
proudly will I
conquer
the weakness
my Aim
no more have I room
for doubt
Insecurity
nor shame
no more tinkering with minds
nor playing silly games
on days like this the
Spartans became
with myself on this day
it shall
be the same

Am I the only one who
still
thinks about the
pains and sufferings
the trauma and
tragedy
it's always out there
just beyond the walls that constantly
surround
Waiting to engulf us as we
leave the
house
they are there bleeding
somewhere in the world
Crows and
vultures
salivate
as they sense a soon-amongst-the-dead
cockroaches clamber to the top of their
dens as the boots
of the unliving
soil
their beds
we speak of light
there's a bright one
up there
in the sky but,
on dusky nights
it seems to show us
the dark
instead

We look
how
we look and
we are
what
we are
but
eyes were never meant to be
avoided
open the window to
the soul and become
whole again
the wind
the stars
the sky
it's all
for
you

A target in sight
Filled with fright
I must succeed
But this ain't right
Compulsions pull
Yet I'm no fool
This lust, this hunger
It makes me drool
The water below me is now a pool
Swim I must so swim I go
Enter the pond and now I flow
My call is answered and I succeed
In the room I plant my seed
A passion with fashion a Sirens call
Her voice serene, I give my all
The bed was creakin and now it falls
To pieces as I waddle in the sin
I pray I cry is this the end
Why must my love be such a pain
All I wanted was to get some brain
So much fun to run that game
I gotta stop if I am to stay sane

Oops there's my
cobra
Guess we're about to
sing a song
Her voice
the lyrics
feeling great
with her I'm home

A shark
senses mangled by
sensation
temptation of
blood
A hint of it there
Furious impulse takes its
place.

same is
man
when he catches sight of
swaying hips,
waving long hair with turn of
head
to
and
fro
back
and
forth like a
pendulum, stopping time
making the destination
known
everything forgotten one
moment
thoughts
taken over
senses a barbaric
state
I must have her!

Steps
taken
heart quickens pace
eyes laser
focused
nothing else matters
curiosity inflames!

Hi...

We long for
the simple days
without the
Hustle and bustle
and rustle and tussle of
the ******, I
mean city

A margarita on a beach
sipped out of a
pineapple her hand
gently ever so gently stroking my...
arm
as the rays
of the celestial ball of
flame burn the sand
a
bird flies overhead and
is kind enough not to drop
spatter
upon our heads
kids playing on and
on and on
The waves lapping against
the horizon...

Marshmallow soft-roasted
honey dew drops
fall from the
belly of the sky
deep within the depths of the one thing
we all
share
a great release is
brewing
let it rain let
it rain

this is
how
i write the
poetry
for the world that
we
live on
to enjoy
the days are
long
and
beautiful like
her legs and the
sky is
endless
like the
passion we
hold
within

Unfinished thoughts
litter the
pages
and the
need to be
understood
is never Quite
achieved
but perseverance is key when
it's all we have left

The graveyard is
filled
With Men who
thought
they'd see another
Day

I'll tell you a
Secret
one day the
sky will fall
and we'll quicken
our lungs
as the aliens
take our
kids and
the kids they
smile as
they meet their
heavenly new
parents
From the world above and
as the memories
are replaced our
world will seem
Distant
Foreign
Lost and
they will
call the world of
these Angels
Hoam

Hustle and bustle in the cafe
today just like
another day
Shuffling feet
Go every way
Just a good coffee, customer
prey
they Want
they have
nothing
They're bulbous forms and
greed
Here's a tip,
Quit
and go
...Home

Just
run in
head
first and don't
worry
about it.
Experience will
show you
everything
My
dear

Sunset roses
falling on sky green horizons
the thickest winds couldn't
wash away the sins
of our fathers
yet,
the world has everything
well in its place
and what will be
will be
no matter our stance
on the issue
the presentation of the universe
remains the same

I know
I'm disgusted with
all of
humanity
and I'm telling you
it won't work
that Way.
You reach one goal
you set another it's
endless.
The only way out of The
loop
is to love the
right now

What are those marks on your leg
I asked
After much oooh and ahh
dancing the night away
she reached over to the
window sill
and showed me a
razor blade
the marks some of them
are for me she said
it was there when she left
to ***
three kidneys made her go often
maybe just throw it away I sat thinking
I blew dark gray smoke
and left

Life is in the air
and
so too everywhere
weather you choose
or not
to see it
life will surely be there
it's also in your hair
present at the fair
it's stuck in traffic on the interstate
and cleaning dinnerware

it's living solemnly
or
free without a care

Every now
and then
a
weathered soul
crawls up
from the crevice of the earth
slimy
and
old
ready for the others to see
with profound message  
just jaded enough
for there to be light
in his words

Call the ones you
care for
while you have the
chance they
move now but who
knows When they end the
dance
life is one
big culmination of
circumstance so
take not part in
worry It's
a story
things will happen and
we'll be
okay

Pain is an
excuse for
nothing
they hurt you
you
hurt them
It never
ends
but
it has to or the
bombs will
drop and
we can't have
that now
can we

The moon in the sky
    A feeling of fly
  The corona ever bright
This feeling oh-so-right
   The message would appeal
    If they would just get real
     Cuz my ambitions pouring
    I've got no time to ****
   The essence at my feet
  The pulling at my head
The provocations as I sleep
The pounding in my bed
  Life was good when I was lost though  
found I find it better
    Back to the old days when music was good and there was no need for the crimson sweater
   I try and try I must succeed
there is  no other choice
  I will be heard, I will be spoken,
power will be my voice
Business made, money conquered,   passions sliced, that won't suffice
  The breath of the dead are filled with ice
  The passion of the flame ain't nothin nice
Play....and get burned

I've forgotten
so
many faces and
even more names
just to say
we're all the same
whether we like it
or not
we're gonna get a knife stabbed
deep
within our being in the
darkest
recesses of our
nether
regions
we will come face to face
with the void
and
understand that
the fraught
the nothing
was everything all along

it's only when
things are Lost
that we Find them

Banking on the thoughts
of the next freeway
running below the wheels of
achievement

looking forward to
forever letting
go

The answer is out there
waiting,
whispering
singing songs of
welcome

Mother always told me
to be
Patient
I sit here surrounded
by these Hospital walls,
sick and
deathly
all around me
I'm sorry to say that
I'm the only
one
who remembered to smile

Darling if, for a second
you could
catch the Sunrise
up-on
my lips
you'd surely see the oceans that are my
Love
for your
kind
and gentle soul
here we depart as two
and unite
as one

I sit here reading poetry
and waiting, waiting
People are loving
right now
walking their dogs,
shopping
playing with their kids
and eating
while I sit here and wait
to die
but death *****
and if I could I would
not die but I wasn't given
a choice

Poetic Satisfaction
Still trembling at the finger
Tips

The scale of all for all to see
Like open arms’ embraced

A word
A song

Such depth and
superfluidity

Ever longing for...
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