"ungated" poems
Honeysuckle running deep in nostril's recollection
Wafting nectar dripping in air, please stop
Must stay present, no time for memory swap
Sneaking in, yellowed dreams, desirous confection
O purgatory, keep me still, deviate no such inflection
Causeway flash backing egg yolk, and lemon spectrum
Road lined in runners, speckling scintillation
This loose maddening of honeysuckle titillation
Reverse your tendril's twist, quivers an ungated septum
Covers, green to yellow transitions, honeysuckle bedlam
I cannot dance down this lane for fear of you
Your ringlets curl, clasp, coil me
On such road of alluvial soil I see
How can I? Must I, escape steer of dew?
You're honeysuckle memory of all I knew
Mar 9, 2016
Mar 9, 2016 at 9:58 AM UTC
with disciplined guilt
i can spill a kind of pornographic hemorrhage
provoking a spell into the mind
deluge
a spiel
so many illicit thoughts to priss a label on
laxed into this state
i imagine my punishments
received in swollen glory
and in turn for this ungated imagination
i may earn further punishment
(no glory / dunce / head hung)
skirting dirt for promise
opening the aperture to the wild dark woods
and beyond natures primal propeller
seeking out opportunities for submission
under a church weight
of my own mined and kinkled cranium
Sep 15, 2022
Sep 15, 2022 at 9:13 PM UTC
When the dust settles
When the light is gone
When the herd is ungated
When the silence is great
When what you see now
Is naught but memory
When all you felt then
Is all you seek now
When the plight is done
When the reckoning’s come
Will you be
My apocalypse girl
Mar 18, 2025
Mar 18, 2025 at 3:32 PM UTC