After
the explosion
I found
pieces of you
in all my poems,

embedded shrapnel,
unclean words,
full of fever's fester.

I scrubbed the wounds,
massaged the scars,
repeating,

autumn is a doctor,
winter is a nurse,
night's blue sky body
arches over
the surgery of the gods,

poppy-soft, ocean-deep, capable
of illuminating
even
your lies.




~October 2013,
revised May 2014

I love you with all my DNA
But i fear that you don't
I fear rejection and discompassion
I love with you with all my DNA
With all my being
But I think that you
Return my love with
Hatred
I love you with all my DNA
But I think that you only
Want money from
Me
I love you with all my DNA
But I can't be to sure to
Sure if your eyes
Are really smiling at me
And if your touch says
That you love me with all your DNA too.
As you make love to me and
I, you
I cannot help but think this
All a lie like the others
Before you
I Autopsy  your feeling and investigate
The idea of love
The scene where we made love kissed and made intense love
This is just of my dreams
I feel depressed that you won't return my love for you
I love with my DNA
Always
But do you feel the same
Kiss my lips and hold me until  I pass sweetly in your arms
Let our bodies entwine with eachother as
We make the best love in our lives.  As I find that we
Will never part.
Is this just an experiment gone wrong
Kiss mee where every you want.  
And I will die for you.

My life is a blooming pool of burgundy,
maroon
gasping in the face of doom
dying on the **** of 70's carpet,
tears soaked right through
and you are my exit wound.
Some piece of me that is missing
a hole of despair that needs a fixing
eyes wide open, in terror
stuck glossy and still twitching.

Dearest wax figure of Bundy
when you love, why must you take?
Bring girls home on a Monday
only for them to never awake.
Despite what you say
it is not an act of fate
your manly hands are ******
and within them, lays the stake.

Your fingers reach out
making themselves known
in every shadowed alley
I've watched the news and cried
you've drawn another tally.
Only strong within the cover of the night
you cower away from crowded streets
pray it all looks right.
Someday, justice will find you
and she will win the fight.

ashima abraham
teenage girl
needed love
desperately

she thought the reason for her
despair might been her longing

while her longing was nothing but
normal and the origin of her
despair might been
fear

one day she met an older guy
his name **** black he a
forensic officer

investigators like him look for
traces under dead body's fingernails
stuff like that

until ashima met **** her
love was exclusively reserved to
her pitbull
his name was branko

a fearsome creature

As I walk to a pond
I see that there is a girl
Or the body of girl
Floating
In the pond
As i can tell this young lady was there for a week
I will know when
I take a closer look.

As i look
At the mountain
I
Notice
The
Full moon
Raising from the east
I wish I was just as beautiful
But this scene
Before me show that everything
Is beautiful
In their own
Way
Lika a fingerprint.

Dearest Ranoldie
I didn’t know that
Someone like you
Ever existed
I have been waiting
To meet some like you
Where we love the same things
In life.
My lady pathologist.

Ahhh
The human finger print
Should be printed in
Rainbow ink
For we are all
Fingerprints
With feet.

Blue poppies
Little up by the moon
A bright blue
As they glow
Beautiful
But are they covered
In blood.

Them bones
Them bones
We have to
Collect all
The bones
To give them justice
To put them to the rest
That they deserve
Them bones
Them bones.