Your appetites betray.
You will always pay
for silence end of day,
never escape the decay.

I live on the dark side
in shadows and secrets
touch me there and hide
meet again no regrets.

I'm a God billionaire.
I own hearts and souls
pay me for a lung of air,
and comfort in those holes.

I never thought I'd see
America on her knees
bleeding on her shores.
Borders all open doors.
Et tu, Obama?
Never mind drama.
Make a last stand
an Alamo again.

I'm quirky
and murky
outside lines
traffic fines
not serious
just delirious
tell the truth
with the proof
doesn't matter
blood splatter
paints suicide
maybe genocide
taste the penny
of the many.

We met at a party of friends.
******* bra less on the shore
beckon my ship onto the rocks
I painted you a blessed *****.
We woke hungover in some bed
enough to make some kinda love.
you cried for joy or some dead
bar lover hovers still above.

Here's to sharp knives
slitting the throats
of the pharma killers
of us innocent goats.

Beware life's destroyers
putting us into a report
on death sheets of lists
killing is a blood sport.

I'm tap dancing as fast as I can the
sparks jump off of the sidewalk
demon flares half insane in the dark!
I'd bend over backwards for us to talk.

I don't know what cruel rule I've broken.
I'm sorry. Your brutal silence bleeding
my tears. I'm stillborn in a quiet place.
My dead dreams are angry and pleading.