you come in without a warrant
where’s your sense of respect ?
do you enjoy belittling me ?
because this isn’t ‘good cop, bad cop’.
you two are ‘bad cop, weak cop’.

stab through my heart then lay it before your eyes
reading every yearning thought
every meaningful emotion
every single desire i’ve ever had.
and you put it in a police file.

sit my witness in the uneasy room
it’s cold in here.
it’s december.
take your file, open it wide
display my mind, my fears that i’ve kept hidden for so long.

–

COP’S iNTERLUDE

i’M THE ONE
i KNOW WHAT’S BEST.
SURE, i HAVEN’T KNOWN YOU YOUR WHOLE LiFE
BUT i’VE DONE MY RESEARCH.

i’LL HAVE YOU BENT OVER MY CRUiSER
YOUR WRiSTS BOUND TOGETHER BY MY CUFFS
THE METAL iS COLD
i HOPE iT LEAVES A SCAR ON YOUR WHITE HEART

POSSESS YOU BEHiND BARS
i’VE PUBLiCLY EXECUTED YOU
RESiSTiNG ARREST iS SELFiSH, LiTTLE GiRL
YOU ARE LEGALLY CONDEMNED BY MY COMMAND.

DON’T UNDERESTiMATE WHAT i CAN DO.
POWER DRiPS OFF OF MY BODY
i MAY BE A COP
BUT MY LOVE iS A CRiME.

–

you say
you love me
like a father
as if i
was your own blood.

i don’t resist.
because there’s no one but you
! to ruin me
you build me up
then break me down.

i barely had a father,
who could love me.
you did much more than i could ask for,
but that’s the issue.
i didn’t ask for any of this..

i’ll always be your girl
even if i can’t be
disregard the feelings, the flames
the need coursing through your veins
what will you do if i resist ?

you’re mine.
even if you can’t be.
you’re mine.
even if it destroys me.
mine. mine, mine, mine.

i’m apathetic to the world
but i feel for the need to own you
with every vein in my body.
my love could be mistaken
as a crime
–

GEMiNi’S iNTERLUDE

ARREST ME
MAKE ME YOUR OWN, SELFiSHLY
BECAUSE THERE’S NO ONE
BUT YOU TO LOVE ME

NO ONE CAN PROViDE ME
THE DANGEROUS FEELiNG OF YOUR SAFETY
YOU’RE POSSESSiVE AND OBSESSiVE
YOU GET ME CLOSER TO GOD

YOU’RE THE ONE !
THEY WARNED YOU
YOU WANT ME
TOGETHER, WE CAN BRiNG RUiN TO THIS FORTRESS

LOOKiNG iN YOUR MALEVOLENT EYES
YOU HUNGER FOR SOMETHiNG iNSATiABLE
BLiNDLY BREAK DOWN MY WALLS AS YOU
HOLD ME AND ADORE ME.

–


i desire to see your wrists bound together, at my mercy
my pure sadistic ecstasy
letting me own your every inch of flesh
to claim your beating heart
morphing into one

i don’t care if she wants you as much as me
i don’t care if she’s had you before
you should know that you don’t belong with me, but to me.
because you’re mine.
even if i have to force you to be.

my name
will be your last breathe.
don’t underestimate
what i can do.
look what your love has made me become–

~
This forbidden city
walks on water,
keeps all the undesirables at bay,
it's always a balancing act.

Oh, blighted court
of Catherine the Great,
thy friends are having a hard time,
but horsing around, no less.

Enlightened by summer drugs,
and busting out of
their tops and castles,
thongs on thy feet,
and thongs on thy bottoms,
this zenith and this nadir
come in colorful collages,
everything else is a flash of flesh.

Sped along by
frequent bloodletting,
there's a revolution in
thy teenage mind,
a looking for the hidden
and interested motives,
but no one can live
their life on the skis.

Rulership of heart is far
from recreation,
but you raised
a smile to sin,
until all we could do was
shake our heads and laugh.
~

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In a lego world, anything is lego possible,
even hair on lego heads blowing off, and

being mistaken for an acorn cap,
then I think of dolls with acorn heads and
smile, at the multiplicity of ways to imagine

models of reality where whatiferies are tried,
judgment day in the old village of the ancestors,

eh, right, who we danced for, when we was kids.

We learned the way, not the why, time is too tight.
So we rebelled
at the fascist way, busted loose, ax me
do we worry, non
sensed
not since I can't remember when…

fret not, said the child who believed, because
he was told, God's got everything under control.

Jesus winked, and said winds do as they please,
within the atmosphere we breathe and be in.

Winds free wills fix artistry as trying art, umph
at tension, wills filled with mistaken angst, un let
go. Loosen wills to flow down hill, imagine canals

that drained the marshlands all fill up in disuse,
and the world's slow cycle of balance originally
intended when mankind became science wise,
appears to
hold the pattern, see the design,
find a pattern,
say truth showed you,
so the old man say go see,
rethink realization in your imagination, pattern

re-co-knowing mindform made on recognition,

all dressed up. No place to go.

Greater than all created things summed up
And multiplied by immortality,
The LORD attends to every buttercup
And blade of grass and bird and bumblebee.
The greatest knows the least; and every man
His every hair has been accounted for;
And all of him is fitted to God's plan
The world and all creation to restore.  
Everything's His to give or take or loan,
And nothing lies beyond His lone control.  
Everything's His, and every thing is known
By Him who sees all parts and every whole.
He understands, both root and all, and all
In all, the flower in the crannied wall.