Dance
By yourself
See how beautiful
Your steps can be
All by yourself
See how good
Your own moves can be
Then dance
With others

editations
and cut-paste'ations
menegeration upon menageralteration
repetitertiary reprehensetic alliteritis
verbummers, wordumbers, succumbers
a vastacious pitopotumus of editrocity and creatensity
flowbabbling biblications of tongue-twist'toxification
mounternations of bit-piecery with bit-bitty sensatsory
pile-up-ifications of crump,wrink,an’throwawaytions
snowballify, goodbye'ify, and then sigh
sigh and scrawlify
until….
until a ranktankerous suckopolis emergifies

Fear fuel my courage
Pain satisfy my thirst
Ignorance foster my wisdom
Worry nourish my repose

Hate nurture my love
Dysfunction furnish my direction
Failure bolster my success
Brokenness emancipate my soul

The agreement with my heart
The strength to turn anguish to strength
The desire to find light from darkness
The Quintessence of hope

You see the blood dripping
from her hands.
You watch in silence
as she traces her nails along
the sides of his neck.

She looks at you and you see
a smile on her face.
He is crying now, begging her to stop.

His hands are bloodied and tied,
purple bruises on his wrists.
His face, forever disfigured
by the jagged little knife
she clutches so softly.

She is a killer and you know it.
She is a killer who likes to play
with her food.

She looks at you with a smile on her face.
She looks at you and you're staring
at your own reflection.
-Nathaniel MarkHim (-V)

i cannot love
shaking my head
something that i find hilarious
i cannot love
i have nothing to give
empty hands, palms up
nothing there
i cannot love
i don't know how