To thee I say,
what is the most
beautiful poem
That kindles your
heart so brightly
For mine heart surely knows
what brings the morning light
and the sing-song of birds
Before me, I clearly see
such prose —
Your heart, face and soul
is thoust most beautiful poem!
:: 09-19-2014 ::
but it was you who asked
for eternal life my love!
Sacrificing sun for the moon,
the lamb for the creeping
thing. Now you say you want
to shop on rodeo Drive during
the day!
I just want to bite you
all over again!
:: 09-19-2014 ::
And in my disgrace
i hid my face
inside the skin
of the snake
and asked him
to hide my sins
within his shadow
He hissed and said
“cold and damp,
is my life,
and times are gone
for all true men
to hide inside
the heart of God”
So disguise is gone
and my face is sun
the summer stench
and i climb the stairs
hearing you scream again
Mother’s dead and father
He is arisen in heaven
I’m too cold and damp
so my weathered friend
I go again into the Scream
of deepest fears again
And still the warm winds
of my long dead friends
sing to me once again,
“Judas died for all
the thievery of our souls,
oh, and deep cold suns
and all the living.”
And in my disgrace
i hid my face
inside the skin
of the snake
and asked him
to hide my sins
within his shadow
:: 09-19-2014 ::
DOCTOR#1: this is the worst case I have ever seen.
DOCTOR#2: Ye,s he’s fractured within his mind.
DOCTOR#1: it must be extremely difficult being the Supreme Being.
DOCTOR#2: Of course it is! Look how many personalities he possesses!
DOCTOR#1: Yes, a severe case of multiple personality disorder.
BOTH DOCTORS: OVER 7 BILLION personalities…GOD HELP US!
:: 09-19-2014 ::
this is my heart.
i read your text and ask,
how was your day, today?
was it wonderful, like me?
and you say,
“I’m on the road.”
…?
[I’m inside myself]
it’s hard to breath
and become insecure
from all the pain
I’m ashamed.
people i see. everywhere
them — can they see me?
and for a moment i get sick
— i get desperate.
i get insecure from all
the pain
i’m so ashamed.
then after a moment
sweet time loves me
i get used to loneliness
and i feel fed from all
the emptiness life tries
so hard to teach me
:: 09-19-2014 ::
In the dark of day
a sunlight of burning
I paid a price for life
this I did — today
She took my pocket
so full of heart
and said today
“Tis the price of love”
I had no pennies
just a hope
that priceless
throne of bliss
Today I paid
a debt of faith
in the dark of day
I paid a price for life
:: 07-21-2014 ::
My sick dark lover
I did not mean to kill you
when you — a hungry soul
placed your sharp iron fangs
into my immortal neck
I forgot to tell you
I am the fallen angel
that ‘Father of vampires’
and you — beautiful soul
over-dosed on pure
angelic blood…
: 07-05-2014 :.
A B C D E F G …
Ahh be see dee eh If gee
And I say!
I’ll be see dee if gee…
[wait a minute…]
Oh damn…
I’ll be seeing Dee if she wants me!
:: z06-26-2014 ::
l. O VE
horror L I. Fe
bl. Eed. Ing. Lips
I. E. At You
that. Animal
pulsing. Bleeding
orchid. Bloom
the Beast taste
My man lips
and teeth devour
you —– bliss kiss
:: 06-19-2014 ::
Wet kisses
tumble slippery streets
vexatious
intentions
And I beg big billboard signs
so I may know when you kiss
my intention is purely my own
I wish to lock-love those lips
across my tired wheel-well
hot summer streets swell them
as your lips cross my heart
:: 06-05-2014 ::
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