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Wesley Wise Aug 2010
Fall down gently upon my face
as if to kiss, and caress
me.

Let the drops tumble
to their final resting place.
me.

Submerged by that which I hate the most
let redemption shower over
me.

Please just let me breath,
and drown under
you.

These drops of love surrounding
me.
Wesley Wise Jul 2010
I have misplaced my trousers.

They were snug around my waste just a second before.

But now they are gone.
Wesley Wise Jun 2010
Two horns, a slithering tongue, and a scorn for normality.
An evil belch.
We have become playmates.

"Why?" I ask

SIN, she replies.

She wraps her body around me
circling,
circling,
constricting
  
A bump, a creek, a fear in the night.
An evil laugh.
The more time we spend, the larger she grows

"What was that?" I inquire

SIN, she replies.

She affects everything around me
my thoughts,
my dreams,
my life.

She has become me.

"Your name!" I demand.

SIN, she replies.
Wesley Wise Jun 2010
Sunny beaches

No oil

Beautiful women

Paradise here I come
Wesley Wise Jun 2010
Aching feet,
And head.

I just want to go to bed.

Cranky wife,
And child.

Restraint to keep my manner mild.

Time twists,
And spins.

Soon a new day will start again
gotta love life
Wesley Wise Jun 2010
Soap-opera
I wanna be
On top of you

Bewildered
Love or lust
Old *** news

Decipher
Following the heart
Is never reasonable
Wesley Wise Jun 2010
The crackle of light separates into
Sparks that drape over me.

An anticipated BOOM jolts me
into a state of terror and Awe.

I see this beauty and recall

Warriors,
Ancestors,
And a 7-year-old boy who lost everything to this majestic assassin.

The explosives now screech out a familiar name
Paxon,
Paxon,
Paxon.

Beauty massacres the young

I am filed with joy and sadness
On this Memorial Day.
Paxon Jordon was a young boy who died in a firework accident. He will be missed.
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