crickets don't chirp in hell
they burn

brighter than the fire
that fuels your scorn

feeding your anger
like cicadas at dawn

takes hold
and suffocate

subjugate spirits
until hearts are torn

love don't come easy
to a cold heart
or a misused
trampled on
abused heart

love is war

unpredictable
from the start

like the urgings of youth
grasping at straws
gasping at yet
another of life's
myriad illusions

lost
in a tabernacle of lies
love tossed aside

like schmatte

as if
God doesn't exist
who am I to love?

I can only die

She came as a breath of fresh air

As beautiful as
Morning Glory
Embraced by dew bathing
Epiphanic
Under a yawning sun

Gentle as a breeze
Her softness
My hallucinogen
I melt in her arms
Continuously

I am in awe of
Her beauty
Breathtaking
Delicate
Feminine
Black

Beautiful Melanin
I fell into her spell
With alacrity

Coffee Black no
Sugar no cream

My Queen

Envied and persecuted
Her essence
The epitome of strength

Like coffee Black no
Sugar no cream

My Queen

It's sad your fear

Knowing that death is near

You lay hapless as a newborn
Covered in feces

You tell me you love me
You're so full of ****

You would tell me anything now
To save
Your pathetic life

But I promise to bestow upon you
Something greater
Something
More perspicacious than life itself

With your death
I shall create a symphonic masterpiece
In the uproar
Upon finding you
Naked of flesh
Hanging by your intestines

Will surpass that of Burke and Hare
Killers extraordinaire

I shall become known as
The one
To whom all others pay homage

So pray to me and ask my forgiveness

For even God knows
Not to interfere with that which I create

You see

Crying is futile

Yet your wails
Sounds as beautiful music
Salaciously enticing

Your tongue
I shall keep
As a
Reminder of this moment

So scream my child
Scream
Until your heart's content
And your lungs collapse
For there is patience in dying
And my knives
Are sharper than surgeons steel

So relax
Time
Is not of the essence here

Would you
Care a taste

Open wide and eat of your flesh
For heaven abounds in its delicacies
Do you see how my dogs devour it

Your breast I shall keep for myself
For I find immeasurable pleasure comes
From eating
Chocolate covered *******

The way the areola
Plays upon the palate
Like a child eating Cotton
Candy on a rainy day
I shall relish in it's
Memories forever

Your eyes I will keep as witness
Seeing only unto themselves
Pickled and ****
A perfect noon snack
With crackers and tea
Don't you think

Imagine
Their shock and awe
Visualize the headlines

Monster Stalks City

As if
My monstrosity
They can envision (input demonic laughter)

Monsters all of them
Recycling feces upon the populace
Yet
There's breath in their lungs
to vilify me insane

Insanity could not have created death
So beautifully orchestrated
And demonstrated

As abstract poetry
Beautiful in its fluency
Next  only
To the decay of society

Your death
The epitome
The hallmark of all my gatherings
Culminated in your sufferings

Will outlive posterity

And I
Long dead
Shall be resurrected
A copycat a rock star

For you see my dear
It will not end
With you or I
Or the sudden ablation
Of your flesh  
No
You will live
Until
The abstraction of your heart

And I promise you
My love
Saved for last

It will be
The best part

What if
Hot dogs were burgers
And fries were onion rings (I know
Crazy right) but
What if

We lived on the moon
And the earth our sun

What if we drank air
And breathe water
The grass blue
And the sky green
What if

What if we fought hate and wage peace
Would ****** then propagate
What if

Love was our pledge of allegiance
And our children religion
What if

What if apathy only applied to the universe
What if
Unemployment was overemployment
And depression
A bad dream
What if

The electric car was google
And cloning cure cancer
Would God forgive us
Or would his wrath
Flood
Future temptation
What if

Fallen stars are dreams
And eBoLa
A big ******* distraction
What if

Reality
Is just
Memories
Would you remember me
Or would I
Die in the shadow of a distant thought
Buried in your mind
Forever deceased

And if money was dirt
Where would the dead be
An alternative source of energy
Abortion would provide the gist of that

And if God was visible
Would we see Him
Or is ***** so enticing
It blinds you inexplicably
What if

We could live beyond tomorrow
And chase dreams forever
And the lottery remained the same

Would your luck change
What if
We can do it again
Would you do it the same

The quite

Beckons a peaceful bliss

As he sits upon his perch
In rumination

His mind can't fathom

What his heart
Already knows so

He sits and wait patiently

Drunken off tears of libation

Staring into the distance

Hoping that one day
Perhaps

His love
Resurface

If I
can dream
a dream of dreams
where every scene serene
and the only sound I hear
is the sound of your laughter
sweeter than the air I breath

I would sleep until infinity
nap
til kingdom come succumbs
to my reality in its totality
vicariously
seeing you as I
see you
my most beautiful
angel

I would die

if not for fear
of suicide
just to be by your side
again

just the two of us
like in the beginning

to hold your hand
to touch your skin
to kiss your lips and
gaze into your eyes
and dream

of what the future
may bring

I didn't tell you
I love you that day
the day God decided to take
you away
from me

I was busy
distracted

just the thought of that
destroys me completely

so I sleep
and I dream of what
could have been
of what we had

I sleep
and I dream
for its where I find
peace

it's where
I find you

The sound was deafening
The earth griped groaned and grumbled
Beneath their feet
Seconds of mobocracy

Followed by
An eerie silence of confusion
Shock and awe

The sun sat high unnerving
As the dust settled
Exposing the grotesque macabre
That is now their reality

Tear trickled traces speckled with blood seared
Upon muddled faces covered of soot
Stood surreal against the carnage
Unabled to grasp what has happened
Trudges about in symbiotic aloofness

Slowly a crescendo of wails
A wretched affair
Sliced into the mid day air
Sending chills to all within ear

Sirens heard from the distance
Approaches quickly
Adding to the cacophony of sound
An orchestra of pain
Reminiscent of
Dante's Inferno
Rock rescuers to the core

Bodies strewn and dispensed
Lie unrecognizable
Young and old alike
For death does not discriminate

As neighbors extend helping hands
Black and white
Slowly the healing begins
We can breathe again
Live again
Trust again
For surely hate cannot be
Allowed to win

The outpouring of support was astronomical
The love felt was undeniable
People say I'm ideological
But love conquers hate
And that's
Indisputable