one more time

i am corrosive fabulous Satirically rich endemic of impudence praying in ditch to she who found outbound signal forward fallen back into times when we were alive fostered by notions of the young i miss that look in your eye i know it will not spark anew pontificate but do not preach we’ve all driven down this road vertigo sky bursting open in palm of my hand as i face the same as ever was but i am not who i used to be and so everything has dimmed a little i can see rust and the dust wear, and … Continue reading one more time

Standing in the middle of a dimension

These be the doors to where it ends, Sister Rose and her omnipresent thorns scratch cataclysms into skin Benevolence begat the violence inconsequential, this monolithic cross to bear, to bare sunstarved soul upon canvas it is reticence, a fear that binds oh and the chill, blue as ice of mighty Titan formed from things colder than any winter storm arrogance, the insistence, tugging of lines that pull the mind into spaces below tresses of vines being insular, convocation of isolation little by little, bit by bit, steering ship a bit further from shore and homes and laughter wont to want … Continue reading Standing in the middle of a dimension

New Year-Revisited

I do not live last day of the year it is like a little death rough brush, burlesque settles in my bones old spectre dropping dreams in spite of my screaming I do not like the end of the year it’s too heavy, flaunting the blues in cursive graffiti on my center that don’t come off nether wind crawling outside the view is the same one as last year I fear, my dear, my tears do not want the savage drop-down slap-back kissing strangers the champagne wet dream on my face and chest recall the last to fall uptown diamond … Continue reading New Year-Revisited

Ring Of Hemlock

I arrive in time to forget to gather myself for the fall oak, leaf, ash, hemlock Sacred pushing and pulling, seismic the grip of adulation I coalesce the notions of ardor gather and weave the wreath of Tristan and Gwenhwyfar armor burnished the colours of morning forests and rolling hill the mists are dew on my tongue but not to beguile, lo to harken unto maiden fair laissez faire, drift upon cloaked clouds of her breath and seek harbor in her breast as an embraced ideal of peace as equals, in part to impart the bond of love so deep … Continue reading Ring Of Hemlock

Live Mi

The cannibals have eaten All of the good choices Beseech the gladhanders Upon the beach of glamour One shoe too large One sock too small Selling all the lamest fashion At the brand new unnecessary shopping mall Overpaying spoilt youth to be rude To the people who need the work the punishment rarely meets a crime the shine is off poor dustbin grins the Tower is crumbling and the mad scramble for bread boxers boxing in boxers with martial art run from the wind and rain I’m feeling something here some may call it pain some may call it a … Continue reading Live Mi

Snakebitten

She was a snakebite all applewood smoke and sundowns forthright and out of sight it was a shakedown and it started with a frown I was a poor boy all limbo shine and coarse ground Midnights and gasoline all we need to motor through the tall light smeared dirty clean with a hand out shave off an inch or two heavy hands and nicotine just need a spark bathing in the fountains of another trailer park bruising in this shitty town she was a snakebite She was so loud you never registered her sound I knew it was a shakedown … Continue reading Snakebitten

Cooling on Nothing

A devil moon hums upon the winds of summer and the decaying orb falls on us…. I suppose after surprise we will feel neglect The bronze painting in the window will not talk to me anymore and the pale reminder I once treasured has faded The current still runs hot a flash of life in this stilted death-hall We breathe in the detritus biting bullets and watching heroes I writhe in my own anger seething with my inability to change it knife cuts clean jargon talk Mephisto Waltz shoot me on the corner I love to die in the spotlight! … Continue reading Cooling on Nothing