Lips dusted with *******
Every kiss has you addicted

Sniffing out all this pain
To make it through the life im living

Selling my soul for pocket change
Hoping to see the end of the day

Slits on my wrists
Looking like a checklist

Internal bruises
And burnt cigarette lips

Sleepless nights
Staring at the city lights

Inhalation and contemplation
Oh, how devastating the decisions im making  

I used to be this rose growing from the concrete
Now I'm just a penny lying on the street

~~<《》>~~


goddess rides the moon
glowing amorphous, with stars
sparking from her tail


HAIKU

SoulSurvivor
(C) 3/13/2017

Is thinking sufficient
to turn us around

Cerebral in nature
as problems surround

For thousands of years
our nose to the stone

We’ve battled our nature
and mostly we drone

The answers elude us
the questions forbear

While sins of our fathers
live on in the air

The harder we toil
the greater we fail

All change in the wishing
— our fortunes entail

(Saint Davids Pennsylvania: September, 2024)

amid perfumed air
suddenly memories flair
I can see her there
eyes met in a love struck stare
enchanted hearts laidbare

When faith is abandoned
we live on old dreams
In time captured wastelands
barren demeaned
Believing the tattler
and spinner of lies
Desperation is sainted
epistles decry

“Music plays in keys of pain
shouting from below
Missals singed in pagan fire
ashes still aglow
Caught out on a bridge alone
burning from both ends
Martyred in our heresy
— darkness to befriend”

(Dreamsleep: February, 2024)

always catching up
my shadow finally rests
when midday arrives