blackened bones cracking in the flames
im sinking, heart drowned, disparity compounding the remains
and this is all i know

if offered potentially bothered could that be the downfall
though left to another, untethered, lost lover, wheeled away
hoarse-throat fear i cannot lose you i cannot lose you
but neither can this stay

it is on occasion, more frequent than before
that i see in you, such that ive seen scorch
the heat is calming, until it is too much to bear
fire in my stomach, too much for me to share
molten marrow dripping from the ribs
and from the eyes, burning, freezing, twisting, bare
i care too much to tell you how i think that you will fare
this light that is entrancing, it will keep you blindly petrified
try not to stare, turn away, though i know you wont you cant im terrified
im scared

and i am here just barely, just hardly
the heart in cremation from unchecked eyes, severely unemployed mind
im sorry im sorry im sorry

but what am i supposed to say
when collar bones hold souls
captively in rapture
fractured aspirations, broken realizations
with dark unsanctioned swiftness
partly breathing patience
but i cant relive this
and im sorry and im sorry
so please
offer me fogiveness

words ignite fire the flames burn to the ground
my words are desire my spells cast around
deceptivly inviting they all will follow me
creatively enticing as they wait in captively
word is then delivered with form from which we fight
always reassessing if they will or they might
fall to the unknown and  intention never shown
I take the rest from here your add a Lil fear
imperfectly unappeased I turn into the disease
you only give your sense to fake self-confidence
the maybe is the might that  "want to" cannot fight
even out for yourself  keel over from good health
calling on creation is to save you from the pain
discomfort shapes experience as your mindfully insane
shifty shady maybe I am without a doubt
you never need to know why  n who or what about
knowing is the burden when you really don't know ****
the factoid is the cherry on the cake that you don't get
confuse them as i simplify, you live a lie with no regret

Putrefied crap that's rotted a lot reminds me of women every decent man's sought, ***** whose beams are wide, heavy & low slung beyond the capacity of a slow lung as they glide over buttered guts on beef tongue. I want to be judged by the nice things that I say & not by queer-baited prisoners leaning toward the captively captivating gay life. While riding horses with my swollen, fat friend Al Louse Gore, I noted that the bouncing did nothing to fix my trail mouse sore nor assuage my practice of preaching to cactus that I teach behind a horrid lock that locks my jail house door.

Putrefied crap that's rotted a lot reminds me of women every decent man's sought, ***** whose beams are wide, heavy & low slung beyond the capacity of a slow lung as they glide over buttered guts on beef tongue. I want to be judged by the nice things that I say & not by queer-baited prisoners leaning toward the captively captivating gay life.

Hero’s Wells
A Hero whose Eros
Will copulate
Through pounds and kilos,
Through Matters of Gates,

In Strife immature
To Daring rushes:
Love – Tissue, Texture, -
Your Picture is Hush!..

A Husher – a Hero –  
In Ero – Glyphic
Describe Body-spiller
Ascending the Peak,

And melting the Ices,
And streaming through Rocks,
From Eros his Crisis,
From Warriors – Rogues!..

That’s Conquest’s Surrender
Is sweeter than all;
A Hero – a Spender,
A Waster – his Whole

Will stealthily capture:
For captively Stealth
Enjoys Dreamer-Catcher
Who found his Wells!..