All monetary discretion
I retired at 27
With death at age 37
Wiped way and washed
Like ashes to dust

Terrified of endurance
I know there’s no assurance

For my love
For my gain

Banded like toothpaste
White with mystery
Brushing in purgatory

For my lies
I asked candles
Waxy and dismantled

Burning with my dissent.
For my logic
Emotion is bent.

Just let him breathe
You always seethe
He coughs from the smoke
I know you gave that up

Years ago…

Ripping off his flesh
You‘ve made him unsure.
You know his disease.
You hide the cure.

You’re killing his mind
You always seethe.
You always blind.
Just let him breathe.

You dress him up
Locking him in his room
Pulling out his stitches
Salting his wounds

Just let him breathe.

He coughs from the smoke
I know you gave that up.

Years ago…

Destruction of every blunt fate
Dwindling
I’m my washing my plate

I have devised a simple way

To dig the fork
Into this white
Without the knife

Beyond my course
The pieces of the round
Are stripped and strangling forth

I know there are many ways to lift you
To shape you
To cook you

Garlic and gravy
To make you

Mashed potatoes in my mind
What does this mean?
Simple representation of the time

I wonder if I should deal.
Observing the ***** ice
Shaking the cup
Will this suffice?

For my current incision
For my journey
My current decision

Forwarded impact
Tampering with instructions
Designed to distract

Simple extraction
Of a words retraction
Windowed to sounds
When insanity surrounds

Where can I find
Where they draw the line
Intimately confined
To the criminally designed

Rebellion to the failed
Melting the walls
Of those jailed

Bored in governing planets
Murderous, supernova
We now live
In blundering expansion

Forwarded impact
Tampering with instructions
Designed to distract

It can be lifted to the hills
To the mountains and the valleys that give

It comes down to gather proof
Several moments at once
It knows me.
It knows you.

It’s a fire
Burning everything that is dire.

I give my all.
It steals my anxiety.
It heals ulcers.
Ripping them from society.

It can be lifted to the hills
To the mountains and the valleys that give

It comes down to gather truth.
Several moments at once
It knows me.
It knows you.

He never had the strength
To reach through the stem of flowers
He would curl up into the corner
A manifold of multi-dimensional power

He isn’t his shadow
Withering
Like the bones marrow

Melting his hands
To believe his lies
In the screeching guilt
Behind his eyes

He doesn’t care
He’s minimal in the dust
Like no one is there

I’m on a great journey
Trapped on a glorious road
I feel like running
Embedded with a code

Chewing myself
Swallowing one person
Digesting someone else

Plausible reminders
Allow the time

I prepare for the jaunt
In discovery of what I want

Chewing myself
Swallowing one person
Digesting someone else

I’m wrapped in a cordial dysfunction
Seared with an initial
An acronym of disjunction

I’m on a great journey
Trapped on a glorious road
I feel like running
Embedded with a code