small hands
like small minds
can never grasp great things

My love calls me honey,
To ensure me he remembers my name,
I know he's here for the money,
He gains when I am slain

My love calls me sugar,
To buy himself some time,
Running of with some ******
After committing his crime.

My love calls me darling
When he wants things to go his way,
But when things are bad he starts snarling,
About how I need him to stay...

So I packed my bag,
And Keyed his jag,
And nobody was going to stop me!

Im serving lifes with this pen/
Convicted for Killing time

Im

Eternally trapped within/
For my sins
Solitarily confined
In these lines
where do I begin/
Can you read between them
It never ends/
The margin is marginal/
Carte blanch
Ive over stepped my boundaries
Broke the rule cardinal/
Now Im in an invisible/
cell feeling miserable/
My time shouldve been
More productive
This is NA    Not Applicable/
23 hours in the whole
Lost ours in part
Another 60 gone/
Thought is food
scarf down words/
Appetite absurd clearly just observe/
work the mind
Stay fit/
only way to survive inside
Mental aerobics    Various signs/
Shape it
chin up chin down equals a syllable/
My own worst enemy
My dictions     despicable/
Train everyday to enhance
Considerable/
For I know never leaving
These sentences for life/
Are habitual/
Even before I got booked
They extradited my freedom/
The right to write
When I tried to free lance
I was just free writing/
They cuffed my free hands
Life sentence to this pen
Now they want my annihilation
Too many things gone missing punctuations

Stretch me out and count me like clouds
Say she is vapour
Venom, velvet and vermouth
With hair of hazelnut rapture
Clutch the moments, clutch the moonbeams
Clutch the stretched out skies of cloud and mustard gas sunset
Sing she is a child of trauma
Supressed in the name of breathing
Violence in the name of skin
And she is venom, velvet and vermouth
She was born to pink salt lakes in the low country
With ruby pomegranate eyes
And hair of hazelnut rapture
Girl with the soul of a thousand pilgrim journeys
Girl with the soul of a blackberry bush
Girl with the soul of olive trees and sheep meat and oven bread in the fire country
Human smiles
And other dark things of value
She lies like velvet
She lies in the name of supressing traumas
In the name of breathing
She bleeds like a billion stars bleed vapour
She is venom and vermouth
With hair of hazelnut rapture
She is the sum of a thousand pilgrim journeys
The prayer of holy rivers in the canyon country
The smoke of incense burned by sages
The scars of bodies burned by crusaders in mustard gas chambers
Goddess of Nuclear energies
Red-eyed like ruby pomegranates
Like the dewy cauldron of morning
When tenuous steps lead bodies down the path of executionary revolution
To boarders, frontiers, walls of white-skin scar tissue
Sing songs of Babylon in the free country
Clutch the moments
Clutch your breaths and hold them in broken palms
Clutch the tides and teach them
Breach your rib-cage, unstitch and return the borrowed bones
Melt the metaphoric thrones
Breathe backwards in the name of unsupressing traumas
In the name of truth
Stretch me out and count me like clouds
Girl of angel-breath ambition
Soul of blackberry bush and smile of splintered terracotta tile
Sing your songs
Say she is vapour

This isn't about what was wrong, turned around,
Or what views of the world are upside down.
The divine truth, produced, From labored days,
taught me that I am a God unto myself, If I choose to be.
Churning up the Soil I was buried in,
once lain..
Pondering Which crop to nourish first.
My Sanity or my heart ?
It takes two to Tango,
A myriad of Facades,
To wade through.
To receive the fruits of labor, I must first bury the seeds.
Seeds of thought, what the soul can recycle, upcycle, and what Pains I can tackle..
Because without fresh air, and new beginnings, I can't breathe.

You came so close
Punched your fist into my chest
And though you chose to
Leave my broken heart behind
I have no idea how to begin
To cope with
This gaping
Hole you
Left

I have built
great stone walls
around me

And each time I consider
Bringing someone in
I picture
Watching them leave

So then I slam
the door shut
And throw away its key