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Michael Marchese May 2021
Missed you a lot
As I drove off the lot
As I rode out of sight
To foreboding distraught  
Travel time is too long
Destination is final
Without you
I’m already
Dead on arrival
Michael Marchese Aug 2023
My dearest enchantress
My last second
Chances
Romance is revitalized
There by your side
Most profound
When I’m down
In the ground
Where I died
Or a part of me did
And there’s no resurrection
Not sure if a god
Would undo my transgression
No furthermore lessons
Nor tutoring sessions
No gainful employment
Of actual skill
Just robotic hack protocols
Running the mill
With their judgment,
Indifference,
All empathy lacking
Forgive and forget
Would be humans reacting
But no, cast me out
Revoke my
Humble claim
Make the smallest mistake
The worst I ever made
Michael Marchese May 2023
Dropping gently
In the drink
Disable your
Instinct to think
Just sink into
A bed of shame
No way to say
You’re not to blame
Restraint is for
The faint of heart
I am the strobe lite
In the dark
The luminescent
Blackout switch
The dumped her body
In a ditch
Acquit the rich boy’s
Wettest dreams
Enrich his daddy’s
War machines
The silent status quo regime
Complicit
Like complacent apes
Engaging,
Waging
Data rapes
Michael Marchese Jul 2022
Illogic illusion
Construct it with me
Needn’t be
Any less
All too real
Fantasy
Than two people who care
He is here,
She is there
And no distance could sever
The bond that they share
Never dull
Or diminish
The moment
They hold it
Refuse to let go
Without gripping too tightly
And fall for each other
In writing it
Nightly
Michael Marchese Feb 2019
Who was she to he
Can we ever be sure
Do we really know
Really love
Really live for
Someone else to be special
Imprint on us charm
And disarm us of weapons
With which we do harm
To each other
In-lovers
Can never recover
If in coalescence
They do not discover
The secret identities
Even to them
Are uncertain
The roles that we play
Are pretend
Artifices
Illusions
Contusions
A bruise on the soft, silky
Smooth subterfuges
Deceit will eventually
Entropy coax
The dependency
Bend the knee
Vows to be broke
Or discordant performance’s
Suicide notes
Michael Marchese Nov 2018
Used to be king of the world
Unbeknownst to you
Ruler of one
Into all
I was shown the truth
Youth was my edict
The law of the land
I decreed it and freed it
With sword clenched in hand
And commanded the finest
Contingency plan
Prosperous in a gilded age
Advent of man
Common in its exceptional
Privileges granted
For all a most plentiful harvest
Was planted
Supplanted the former theocracy
Waned
And in its wake logic and reason
Then reigned
As supreme as the beings
Extremely would dream
Of utopian unions
To be, I would deem
Yet therein still
Moments
Still haunting me
Omens
At home in
So close to you
Long have I known this
Was really the place
In deep space
We embrace
Imitating
The imminent
Dissonant
State
In which solely
My Roman
Ancestry
Unconquered
Expanding its reach
Until city streets
Wander
Michael Marchese Mar 2019
The rains are back
All fades to black
No telling how long
This will last
The shadows are
My oldest friend
Arch-nemesis
We meet again
For I have been
Too many days
And nights
Without
Malaise's praise
To compliment
My evil ways
And reinvent
My serenades
With morbid music
Silence sings
And turbid lucid dreams It brings
When yet again
The rains return
This power lapse
I can discern
And with it comes
Each second taken
Simply waiting
To awaken
In an anywhere but here
Austerity
To make it clear
Michael Marchese Sep 2018
Technical issues
Malfunctioning wires
The power sporadically
Comes, then expires
As quick as the rains
In cascades upon town
Serenade me to sleep
As they crash all around
And depart to the chirping
Of crickets in thickets
Of dense foliage
As the canopy glistens
Bejeweled in the dews’
Opalescent sun rays
As the colobus leap
To and fro as they play
On display is a wilderness
Otherworld bliss
And the people as natural
Components subsist
Off the land that has nourished them
Centuries old
Now a part of their story
Mine set to unfold
Michael Marchese Aug 2021
Blame it all
On me,
As if I intended
To selfishly make
Only my problems ended
With what minor setback
Comes daily, but free
Hidden fees set aside
To preserve harmony
But it’s never quite good enough,
Laugh in my face
When I seek a solution
You try to debase
The shared space
I facilitate,
Foster,
Preserve
The respect you don’t show me
But I still deserve
Michael Marchese Oct 2022
Have I done enough
Thinking
For both of us now
My accomplishments
Nothingness
Still don’t know how
I could ever be down
For a down-payment town
For submission
Conditioned
To bow to the crown
Never found
The unbound
To its soaked in blood ground
I remain
My remains
As the Earth spins around
Not demanding my presence
But yet nonetheless
She accepts me
Addresses me
An
Honored guest
Michael Marchese Aug 2021
As if it mattered
Colored lives
When nothing in the world
Survives
She’s taken
Great
At this rate I
Have only stake in
Yet to die
No reason to report
To work
To have the boss
Impugn my worth
Incentive’s solely
Meager pay
Misplaced ambition
Power play
Some day I could be
In control
But don’t get fired
Is my goal
For now
And patiently preside
Over the wasted,
Bided time
Until she stands
And cracks a smile,
Asks to use
Some stupid file
All the while
Unrequited
How she makes me feel
Ignited
Michael Marchese Apr 2018
Fear not dear, I’m not here
To **** and to ravage
Just scalp some head shavers,
A civilized savage
Like young Alexander
I want the whole planet
United in Hellenic beauty,
Titanic
Michael Marchese Feb 2018
Look up to the sky
Then close your eyes and see the why
The vivid venal visualities,
As wildest dreams within the heavens
Go to die
In black and white
In yin and yang
In good and evil
Pyongyang
Amidst an endless winter
Dripping red
In Kuomintang
As cherry orchard blossoms wither
In the climates that we change
Michael Marchese Oct 2021
You don’t care,
I don’t care
Barely still friends
We can go on pretending
But can’t make amends
I feel only resentment
You enter,
I cringe
I don’t want to impinge
Your pursuit of delusion
But flicking the switch
Is the only conclusion
I reach
That is feasible
Somewhat agreeable
Get us both working
On something less menial
Than the day labor
Divisive
Disdain,
Yours is getting hands *****,
Mine far more urbane
But in vain
Will it all have been
Watching you leave
And then just like that
Watch your life
Split at the seems
Michael Marchese May 2017
Today I was kept
In a cage, in a shell
Where I could not explore
Beyond confines and gates
Trapped with only myself
And mistakes that I make
To learn and gain nothing
But oven top smoke bombs
And torrential lullabies
Rainforests beckoning
My mountain air
To exhale the stale
Aftertaste of adventure
Expired in chains
Of a service indenture
Michael Marchese Jun 2016
Looking forward, thinking back
She was here, now she’s gone
My soul painted black
I’m a night without dawn

Circling round
Again and again
I feel so unbound
Though imprisoned within

She left me in darkness
This loveless, cold shell
This rotting man carcass
Perpetual hell

In love, out of time
I knew this would come
All that's left is this rhyme
And my heart’s beating drum

The pain is unreal
Not seeing her face
To no longer feel
What quickened your pace

Still the tune of my end
Serenading my stride
Your will can not bend
When you’ve already died

Now with nothing left
No spark to diminish
Of love I’m bereft
So I race towards the finish

To sprint through this life
With her memory near
To remember this strife
But forget this fear

The future awaits
Each step will ensure
What two tested fates
Can truly endure

Still I run far away
To distance my mind
To chase down the day
I might leave her behind
Michael Marchese Aug 2021
Assume I was
Already gone
Or more clearly
Appeared to you
Never again
As I nearly
Perfected the image
Envisioned
Sincerely
But seldom signed off
As beloved
As dearly
Michael Marchese Apr 2021
Recent evaluations
Evolution
All systems in order
Yet still revolution
Solutions ****** me
Reducing intake
Introduce me to ruin
As critics partake
In my processor fails
To retain
What the day’s
Most essential details
At the time
Seem important
But vanish in stress
Nonetheless,
What I make
Or what happens to face my
Circuitous break
With the linear
Rapid progression
Upgrade
As sobriety renders me
Solemn and staid
To refrain
Or indulge
In the dizziness of
Freedom comes to fruition
Within lack of love
Michael Marchese Oct 2020
Tread the fallen leaf trail
Of no avail, my cares disband
And like an unrelenting gale
Exhale
As my adrenal gland
Expands, secretes
A fervent surge
Emergent forward
Motion urge
A dirge of shrieking madness purges
Toxin sweaty streaming sheen
The thin veneer constricts the skin
But cools it to the touch of crisp
And briskly wispy  
Autumn’s kiss
Like whiskey I’m besotted by
The heady high,
The dizzy sky,
The halcyon
Todays gone by
Michael Marchese Jul 2018
Early morning mired
In drizzling language class
Passed first assessments
Though fluency still I lack
Practicing out on the road
With the local pastoralists
Kids flocking to me in droves
Won’t let go of this
Hand without money
Though reaching to hold
Tiny beggars’ five digits
Smooth, ***** and cold
As beside me a barefoot
Joy bundle abounds
With a pace to match mine
On the hard, rocky ground
But my feet unperturbed
By just do it disparity
Different upbringings
Though similar clarity
Youth in full motion
Freed, careless in stride
Growing up in the
African sky
Countryside
Michael Marchese Apr 2017
Heaven is no place to rest
Or acquiesce to ignorance
More sacred than thou's holiest
Oblivious omniscience

A bliss you think you understand
The powers of each son of man
Entitle him to own this land
As kingdoms under one command

Usurp the throne to which your bounds
Have left you chained to lesser crowns
Then take your highest mortal grounds
And put them down with dogma hounds

Look around and feel the earth
Absolve you of all sin and worth
Desire tombs devalued dirt
Has ever been your afterbirth

Just cut the cord and leave the den  
The lone wolves pen this story's end
While counting sheep just play pretend  
That lion's share the true godsend
Michael Marchese Jun 2024
Of my highest conceits
She is there
In the sheets
And in parcels
Of parchment
My sorrowful weeps
Knowing we will
Forever
Beside ourselves
Sleep
Even if
What the distance’s
Dissonance
Keeps
In its keep
No, its stronghold,
It’s fortified bastion
The walls that we build
Unfulfilled
Without passion
To lack satisfaction
But practice content
Will most likely
Much sooner than late
Breed lament
Michael Marchese May 2022
Not getting younger
Insatiable hunger
I feel in my bones now
The calm before thunder
Increasing
Insouciance
Elusive girl still
Unattainable
Pain
I sustain
Like a skill
And she will
Appear often
Go silent for days
Lead me on
Like a guide
But I’m trapped in a maze
And the turns that I’m taking
Make two rights a wrong
But parochial focus
Is narrow and long
And exceedingly dim
Down the walls closing in
As my love-maker rusts
Like a man made of tin
Any win
Is a loss
More misfortunate
Cost
And upon my tombstone
The word “Nothing” embossed
Michael Marchese Nov 2018
It always includes
Ruling classes
And taxes
Sometimes the form differs
The law always passes
Agreed upon by
Select few who renew
Their extravagance through
The consent of the governed
To pay what is due
To the papacy pew
As indulgences, tithes
Coincide with the sins
That accrue
Piled high to the sky
Where the heavens would cry
To know God's blessed children
Live only to die
As they serve the false prophets
Who claim they can fly
And it seems they're content
As to never know why
Such a system relies
On the spreading of lies
Until lo and behold!
No surprise,
Out of time
Michael Marchese Nov 2017
Spread hatred from your pointless blame
Make the whole world dread your name
Tell them that they all should bow
Before the one who shows them how
To paint the godless skies in gray
To answer prayer despair dismay
Inside the empty palms and psalms
Still ringing in your ears like bombs
That you scream dagger shards of glass
And spill it with a vicious slash
Then fade into the numb expanse
Of Navaraj’s fateful dance
Feel free to fear the great unknown
All judgments are but stick and stone
And time presents the only truth
As decomposing flesh and bone
Back to the Earth we all call home
We live to die, and die alone
                                                    alone
                                                                ­alone
*And then we roam...
Michael Marchese Oct 2016
How human it is
To build faith so high
To reach to the heavens
Like kites in the sky
Yet to know the beach ends
And not think yourself small
Is to architect structures
Destined to fall

Fall in the wake
Of some afterlife's tide
To drown in the pull
Of the oceans inside
Mortality's depths
Are but dark mystery
We voyage for land
But get lost out at sea

A sea of salvation's
Untouchable dunes
Unbreachable gates
To repentless typhoons
Rising levels of sin
Floods of doubt and dismay
When all we construct
Simply washes away
For they once
Roamed these halls
Innocent
Learning
To be better humans
And into them
Turning
But suddenly yearning
For home
In an instant
For mommy and daddy
Could not be more distant
When bursting forth
Barrel blasts
Shatter reality,
Not yet a decade
Of fragile morality
Splattered in
Evil
Incarnate
Depravity
All the unvarnished
Unraveling
Tragedy,
Tragically
Yet again
Weaponized,
Minimized
Merely an afterthought
Footnote
Politicized
Michael Marchese May 2017
Although the Andes melt away
Beneath Pichincha clouds of gray
And Cotopaxi shakes the ground
With aftershocks of Spanish crown
Pizarro's cut my Incan rose
My Amazon unconquered flows
From my Quichua eulogy
To Rumiñahui effigy
A martyr for a higher cause
Than dying for her fatal flaws
Michael Marchese Jan 2020
A despot in
An icy fortress
Forcing hordes
Of labor forces
To export
His machinations
With no rest
Or compensations
To his greedy supplicants
Puerile pack
Of miscreants
Whose insolence
And sugar plums
As sweet as milk
And cookie crumbs
The funds through which
His child-fetish
Can be sated
Unmolested
Off to bed
And pleasant dreams
As he replays them
On his screens
And sees you when you wake
As well
That faker shakes
His jingle bell
And with his spying eyes
Sees all
His crystal ball’s
A shopping mall
Exalting in his thralls
We spend
A fortune
Glorifying his distortion
And belying
Of belief
In all things truth
With ploys of toys
Destroying youth
Michael Marchese Apr 2022
Wow she impresses
Expresses the rest of my
Leftist adherence  
Attracted to intellect
Over appearance  
Reminds me my goddess’
Gift
An add diction
Her way with words  
Music
To my mute affliction
My silence
And shyness
Her science explores
Turning my peace and quiet
To poetry roars
With inquisitive cues
Intertextual clues
Complimentary muses
With which I infuse
Best attempts
To be tempted
To mention
Dimensions
With take it slow
Get to know her
First conventions
Michael Marchese Oct 2017
She feels it too I know it
From the quivering composure
Of the question that she poses
To my rosie cheek cynosure
For if she beheld my heart
Within her hands, its final form
Would be swan songs of exposure
To her wisdom’s winter storm
In all the tongues that I could taste her
Lotus blossoms of creation
But no mortal may embrace her
She is goddess of temptation
Michael Marchese Nov 2022
You don’t know starvation
Salvation encases you
In a cocoon
Metamorphosis rendering
You in a tomb
Or immersed in a banquet
You cannot consume
Not a gleaming, ethereal
Rapturous tune
Some melodic muse meadow
Eternity bloom

When there’s food here to waste
But salvation embraces you
In a suitcase
Destination intending
No final embrace
Nor respite, from the home office
Lifeless escape
Just a go away
Far away
Fade
Happy place

But there’s nothing to eat
As salvation effaces you
In the devoid
When the maker class
Trades human nature
For droid
In an idle mind’s
Workshop
Of captives employed
By the one who evolved
From the God Asteroid
Made in his image...
Michael Marchese Oct 2022
Insecurities
Tear me to shreds
In absentia
Unknown to myself
As I beckon dementia
I’m lost in her afterthoughts
Patiently waiting
Exhaustively studying
How she does dating
So far
From afar
More connection established
Progression is natural
Less force and more habit
Reception is spectral at times
In our minds
And though two different kinds
Do our spirits entwine
But unravel
On what constitutes
The divine
Only long enough to
Coalesce them again
In her messages sent
And his love letters penned
Michael Marchese May 2020
No longer perturbed,
Or concerned with
Malfunction
Devices
Who could
Replace luxury goods
At these prices?
Just question their uses
If ever I needed it
Really
Or just
Couldn’t live without its
Mostly gathering dust
Obsolescence
Intended
So much I expended
In money,
In energy,
Times I attempted
Rebooting
The frozen screen
Only concluding
Inept with this tech  
Not exactly computing
With my disconnect
From the world’s
Troubleshooting
Michael Marchese Aug 2018
Media ****** mob moving en masse
On the scene it now seems we have reached an impasse
Like canaries in coal mines, distorting the truth
Of the social mobility tar-feather suit
In their squawking incessant debate
As we wait
For our daily injection
Of fear-mongered
Hate
Michael Marchese Oct 2021
A dissident,
Intricate lyricist
Implements
Policy
Volubly
Imposing prose,
And inciting
In writing
Takeovers
In droves,
Turns the drones
Into dawning red rovers
And clones
Who fawn over
The radical zeal
When she feels
Like berating
Opponents'
Ill logos appeal
To pure reason
In teaching it
Languages learn
To articulate grievance
In slashing
And burn
Michael Marchese Aug 2022
We had beaches
And cities
And mountains
Ashore
We had more
Then we ever grew up with
In store
And we even had time
Time to talk to each other
And rare as a find
As it is
To discover
A newfound renewal
Of cordless connection
Without the conflicted
Discourse
Disaffection
Divorced from reality
Back to the dream
Temporarily
Merrily
Tasting cuisine
Could all seem
To be needed
Yet that’s what we lacked  
But still shells in the sand
Keep the family intact
Michael Marchese Jun 2022
What lonely compels us to do
Is confounding
I found you expelled
From my calling
Resounding
Still digging last ditch
Shots at loveless
Rebounding
Again and again
To right back
Where I started
Just build me up,
Tear me down
Lost and discarded
Like yesterday’s trash
Or a plastic-packed
Rapper
My self-esteem feels
Like the sight of a crapper
For useless would be
Understating the I,
Can’t do anything right
Don’t know why even try
Just decry
The society
Blame its elites
For this disparate wealth
World of likes and retweets
And I just can’t participate,
Work to keep paying,
Keep buying,
Keep spending
Keep ethos-betraying
Unless there is reason enough
To submit
But without any logical course
You are it
Michael Marchese Feb 2021
Don’t worry about me,
Move on
Don’t look back
You were meant for the future,
The past is my path
And I’ve strayed from it often
And even now deviate
Can not alleviate
How much it hurts
To inflict the affliction
Of memory’s curse
On the blur that was her
Still a chapter I cherish
Would rather fixate upon it
As I perish
Remember it perfectly
Not this perversity
Warped mutilation
Instill it within
My despair sequestration
And dwell with it
Lingering,
Haunting
My days
And by night
Write it as
This forgetfulness maze
But escape
Inconceivable
I still believe in you
Thus, the undying impression
You’ve made
Carves its way
Once again
To take shade in the fade
Michael Marchese Dec 2023
Granted
A glimpse
Of the glint
Flash of brilliance
Illusory
Figments
Of some
Mental illness
Michael Marchese May 2023
My soul is now shaded
More aquamarine
To have lived by the sea
Caught adrift in a dream
But I merely mean
Too good
For truth to compare
To be barely
Still clinging to life
But aware
There is no sweet release,
Sugar-coated deceased
That prepares us for
Gone
Is just resting in peace
That allays
Waking days
Of its cognizance craze
Liberates us,
Or saves us,
Or aids our escape
Better than
The departure
Revolves around me
To the part where
I’m suffering
Simply to be
Michael Marchese Sep 2020
Doesn’t have to be
Merely
The misery
Imagery
Maybe
If I didn’t squander
Affection,
Each obvious sign
She was down with depression
I wouldn’t be so
******* sad anymore
And this illness I feel
Wouldn’t mentally bore
Me to tears
In the fabric
Of really sincerely
Too much I regret
Only now seeing clearly
Michael Marchese Jun 2024
Unity
Community
What good if it
Will ruin me
What causes
That the people
Ever rally
Could get through to me
Remove me from
The confines of
A singular
Impunity
If nothing in my head
Is ever wrong
And I can claim
The tantamount
Amount of power
To whoever
Thinks the same
Michael Marchese Nov 2020
But you must see the signs,
Kindly just take a look
All semantics aside
Lines inside of this book
That you don’t necessarily
Read in between
To define nonetheless
What it actually means
Michael Marchese Nov 2019
Drag this indolent
Listless existence
From bed
Gotta integrate with
What I hate
And I dread
And I said
Would be my
Calling
Falling on deaf ears
And leaving me hauling
A sack full of empty
Ambitions
And goals
Aspirations and dreams
Not worth sacks full of coal
Smoldering in the ash heap
Of youth disillusion
This trash heap adulthood
Disproven diffusion
Of two cultures’
Toxic pollutions
In union
When only mine
Keeps buying more
Of the ruins
And only theirs
Keeps bearing unfair
Disparity
Barely survivors
On dollars a day
Frailty pales by compare
To deadweight of dismay
And despair parodies
What these maladies
Do to me
Any joy left
Before death
Is excluding me
Nothing is new to me
Home is eluding me
Vexation
Interrogations
Confusing me
Losing my
Last of lost worlds
Of ideal
To the fasting on costs
Of living
All too real
Michael Marchese Mar 2021
Might make
A big move in my life soon
It’s something I’d tell you
If you were still there
At the other end,
Other side
Of this cell box
Sending signals
Replied
In our ongoing talks
Or just text,
Put it best
When it was a contest  
To see who was more loyal
To finding themself
This should spell it out,
I clearly lost
The heartfelt
And only regained it
When it was too late
Now just stalemates result
In this chess game with fate
And sometimes I still think
It was all in my head
That you didn’t exist
I was already dead
Or however explains
What this other autonomy
More or less said
Both to me,
And of me,
From your world to mine
So much more going on
In two lives intertwined
Michael Marchese Mar 2017
Perhaps it was fate
That brought you to me
But in love at first sight
I prefer serendipity
Michael Marchese May 2024
By silent, dismal
Voids of gloom
Forever I will be consumed
And as she closes in
On closer
I cannot resist
Disclosure
There is no
Escape from this
Eclipsed by some
Innate abyss
A disposition
Dimly lit
An extra piece
That doesn’t fit
A can’t be fixed
Internal glitch
Off-switch
Beyond the reach
Adrift
Michael Marchese Apr 2021
This game is like life
Build your roads
Conquer lands
Construct homes
And expand
As your city erodes
Into seas of surpluses
Exhausted too quickly
A populous guarded
But hungry and sickly
So play it just like
How you’d really develop
A civilization
As god
Not a zealot
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