Read this!   Read that!
No matter what
It's still the  same.....

.....Same ole

Pack a murderous thieves

And we.....
?
...
Watch em steal the world
And don't do a thing!
---
---
---
Adrift
.
The child!
--
The child watches the poem drifting and he would follow
Follow

If he knew how

--

Away!

Away from the dying songs
Away from the love hunger!
.
(The terror)

Mad Lonliness
And the Razor Blades
---

The wind blows
Look!
It's truly
Me!
..
The poem drifting
Thru DARK streets

We all are
The
.
Lonely CHILD
--
The wind blows
.
Blows

All the words away!
All the fake stories
..
The poisoned images!
.
The bombings and fake  bombings!

The LEADERS who do not lead!
The LOVERS who do not love !
The PRIESTS who know not god!
-
The WORD MASTERS who never say a thing
---
--
--
The
VULNERABLE
Day
...
We "wear" it
IT IS OURS!
.
We wander DARK streets
We chase the POEM

We chase an image of ourself

We follow the image HOME

Come follow the image home

A long
Slow movin
Of  water
..
Around
Over and under
--
Drink !
(If you wanna)

Everything is yours

---

You live in the story
You choose to live in

If you don't choose
The truth might appear

Ain't no reason for these weird  emotions!

They are just
Not of this world
---
--
See that kid over there ?
.
She ain't yours I know

But that don't mean you can mess with her

Believe me
---
If you ain't  ACTUALLY IN
The real world

Nothing about it is obvious

Except that you ain't in it
And should go find it
---
It's a balance between
LOVIN
And
BEIN LOVED
..
You know:

Simple stuff
--
--
A long
Slow movin
Of water
...
Around
Over and under
--

Drink!
(if you wanna )
---
---
Everything is yours

This is the end of the beginning

The beginning of the end

Where it is you look back on

The future in which you stand

Where you also look forward

To where it is you've been

In the end of the beginning

The beginning of the end

The boy breaks down
On a knee cold and alone
His heart screams,
Echoes void of space, time, or place
The faintest of whispers

Light steals the room
Blind fascination
Gestures suggestion
Come with me
Know of life and love
A voice splashing on the walls once dark

Pain?
No pain
I can see you're tired
The light may burn your eyes,
But I bring warmth
Please, come

Afraid, but willing
Hand out in faith
Darkness is black
The light is gone
As is the boy

Alive with the glory of love.

they told us in psychology class
while we were studying
domestic violence
that a victim tries to leave
seven times.

i sat
and tried to think of
the seven times
mom tried to leave
i remembered at least three times
when she drove away
and we called and called...
when she walked down the road
and i wanted to go after her
but dad told me not to
she needed space
he said
i remember once when dad texted her
to try and find her
she texted back
that she was sitting in a field
watching the moon
spread its blankets
i remember a time when i woke up
to the music of my parents fighting
mom was hitting dad
spitting on him
saying he never gave her
money
...he never had any money to give, mom
he spent it all on you
i heard it all
at 4am
and came out of my room
because i heard once more
the melody
of my mother leaving
that oft
haunted me
a refrain
that repeated
more times than i can count
over the years
she was headed for the door
a coat over her arm
her purse in hand
her hair flying in whisps,
sticking to her lips
her eyes were wide
and livid
her face flushed
i grabbed her
i stopped her
i said
mom,
STOP.
you can't  
leave.
it's late,
it's cold
the roads
are icy
there are deer out
think about your safety
mom,
we need you
here.
think about
baby jesse.
she stayed
that day.

and then the one that burns
in my memory...
i came into the kitchen
and she was fighting with my older sister
spittle flying from her mouth
as she shouted
one of them
on either end
of the room
a table
inbetween
hands
slashing the air
trying to articulate
neither of them
getting the point
i remember
mom practically throwing a chair at her
i remember
the loud
screaming
ear-drum bursting
roar
of that familiar refrain
it surged through my chest
as mom tried to leave
again
my older sister
is crying
mom is trying
to get to the door
i grab her from behind
she's hysterical
she scratches
at me
i block the door
hold the handle
YOU CAN'T LEAVE
i tell her
she is
incoherent
babbling
screaming
her face is wet
everywhere
i take her to the couch
she tries to fight me off
push me
hit me
scratch me
kick me
but i hold her there.
mom,
we need you here
i say.
i am
crying

as i think about
the seven times
my mom tried to leave
and the one time
she succeeded
for good
i realize
that she is not the victim
she was not the one abused
wronged
used
hurt
how can the abuser
believe
they are the abused
you are no victim
no matter how many people you convince,
mother.
you gave me life
but you took it
at the cusp of my eighteenth year.
i love you,
but it was
your
fault.

Good evening, Sir.
Please come inside.
May I take your jacket?


1.
You've spilled ****** beer on me!
Now, come clean up this freakin' mess you made.
Now you know *how it feels....

And don't you dare feign!

(Oh, brother! Why couldn't you just
Give her the **** words she wanted to hear, huh?)



2.
Hi, the music is still in the box
Sorry you are so sore.

Please ring the bell
Then you can have the smarter option.
Better take it
For, you can barely survive your own thoughts!

Oh, just never mind.



3.
WAS IN BATH.

Deciphering public signs in Bath.
Do you read?
Depends.

Yes (public signs)

Public signs?
How'd you read my mind?

Relax, only smelt the waft of your dirt
Waiting to colonise other minds.

Get out!



4.
I am that oil you're slipping in
And you won't get a grip on me!

Are you beyond suggestive, or plain crude?


Floating further away on a raft of confusion
Again.
When will it ever end?



5.
Rest peaceful, dear one.

Just remember:
When you go carving out those corners
You so badly want,
Take care not to let tears fall too heavy
When there's no-one to impress
On those deserted highways.

I love playing in the mountains.
Can you dig it?

Perhaps we can continue watering that fragile tree
Which bears such strange yet fabulous fruits...
Yes, let's do....reciprocate generosity.

I bear much to shelter your lost soul
As you step out ...
into the unknown.

No, nobody sees you, shimmering
Behind that waterfall.



6.
Mad about p(o)ets.
It's in my blood...irrevocably.

Come on, answer the thing!
Show me some of that brave.
So powerful, you are.

Give it to me.
The answer, of course!

Ooh, such a wild cat......won't let go.
Can't let it go.
Just can't.

Unlock the claw of judgment
And slide into a gentle cocoon of......

(Swipe!)



7.
Never did that before
But ..... always a first time for everything.

Pop
Pop

The WORLD being your classroom
Don't feel for these things; one nearly killed you.

I guess Champagne is also..... a city.

Onward, soldier!



8.
So, you think you're so clever?
Hard to tell, when you're SO on a roll.
I'm not around to REALLY find out, truth be told.
Don't force to be so forceful.

You crit and spit on Mr Leary
Oh, such dark and dreary vocals
Show some respect, fool!

Oh, getting a headache, the size of a rock
And that chicken voice is killing me!
Half an angel plays dusty games in the sand
Don't blow curses so.



9.
This is really absurd!
Heard half a word, a micro-syllable
Yet enough to gain timbre.

It dawns on me that there may be
A wicked breed of people
Always on the lookout
Who prey on other folk.

Coax them into amity
Allow them to .....even fall in love a little
Then extract the core
By ruthless blackmail.

Ludicrous beyond belief.
Yet, closer to truth!

What's this about, then?
Ok.
Don't wanna spoil the mystery.



10.
There's enough ***** here.
Let's drink!
It's a cold night.

And let's witness all the magic dragons
Waiting to....lift you off.


breezes



S T, 18 April 2013