we forge swords  aside the dead we slay
charge the atmosphere deadly with gas of yesterday
forage on decay
We look heavenward blindly devoted to bigotry
we police with too soon deadly force
cut nature into Wall Street pavement
pay billionaires as we slap their mischeviousness
on their gold and diamond encrusted wrists,
the earth whorls madly onto the nightly news
scene.

I looked into her eyes. I saw the fear, the sorrow, the guilt and the pain in her eyes. But after a while only had I realised; that what I saw in her, was the reflection of my own emotions.

A soft compression to the chest
Marinates the muscles of the breast
Of flesh and blood hearts are brazen
Flush of oxytocin--abrazan.

O tender heart that teeth console
Stab a fork and set it free
Savor the faint beat of dole
Soak in spirits--purity.

Return, the warmth lingering,
This conductor's menagerie
Into the grounding state again
For a woman to hold is dame.

oh where does the sweet progress
touch to kiss to eternity
ours is but a glimpse

i try so hard

to fight but my heart

wont go far to help

me, no

and my own two hands

will start bleeding again

because i cant help

that my heart is

a hole in the ground

were all diseased

angels falling down

tell them all im sorry

its all falling through

a hole in the ground

everyone waiting on their cue

to turn and run from me

tell them all im sorry

tell them all im sorry

youre an angel.

A warm coffee mug
A shot made of blue
A blanket gives a hug
A poem rings true
The day is long
You’d think I’d get a clue
My heart gives a tug
When I think of you
These poems get longer
Though the words stay the same
As I’m left to wonder
Why you’re so far away
Yet it’s still a good morning
It’s still a good day
Because you’ve read this poem
And know I’m not going away ;)