Daily Archives: June 20, 2015

DISJOINTED IMAGES

When disjointed images
meet the word
written in lineage
as old as Earth
What matter does
the grey of mind
play upon the tongue?
It gives birth great prose!

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LIFE’S PUZZLE

I chanced upon an exquisite puzzle one day
It was tiny in size and easy to touch
I did not want to figure it out
but just to hold…
I turned it this way, that way
— any way it would move!
And at times interlocking pieces
would come and go
Eventually I closed my eyes
and relied on touch and faith
and found it much easier to navigate
Life is such, that way.

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CREATURES

WE all fall
as light
and rise
as creatures
of blood
and flesh

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THE WALL

Today I faced
a wall in my way
but did not see
a barrier.
Instead I saw
steadfast resolve

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THE COLD PACT

SOME say death is by chance
a twist of fate,
merely happenstance

And others take the rein
seeking death by their
own hands

I say death is the magician
a slight of hand, misdirection
allowing humans to believe
the end is Fate or Self-Fulfilled

But angels see the Cold Pact
forged before time itself
Life is a ledger and always
paid when balance is due

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A MATTER OF PERSPECTIVE

ON the ‘other-side’
they’re all asking:
“Is there death
after life?”

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SOCIAL MEDIA FIEND

broken video  instagram friend
twitter fiend bring to me
flesh and bone
tag this — fuck you
like me — diss you
Scream “forget you!”
Lick my ‘Like’ bitch
Plastic hope
drop the soap
really now
don’t you know
forget me now
photo dope
living shallow
hello?  hello? hello?

Hollow…hollow…hello???

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ANALOGIES

All my analogies have rebelled

wishing a place among the living

stripping away their cloak of
innuendo

And with fang and claw

they take me

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THE NAMELESS THING

There at the bottom of my soul’s pit

was a nameless thing that moved

The proximity of this horror
to my heart made me leave my skin

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ASPHALT HEART

Skittles rolling across the road
all the colors of a rainbow
blue beetles climbing
all the muttering way into
a chasm of my asphalt heart
A hawk upon a slender pole
evolutionary eyes tearing
souls apart — SQUAWK!
A white line fever keeps me
away on a long road into the
forevermore and I cry…
I cry…within a nest where
she threw my eyes|| it’s
easy to see without eyes
it’s easy to breath without life
so easy to be simply broken
all apart

:: 06-19-2015 ::