Tag Archives: #pain

A PLACE CALLED 30 MILLIMETER

PEOPLE call me just to say hell
people call me just to say low
and inside of my darkness
inside of this nightmare
is my prison cell
is my contusion
is my confusion
and i’m not well i’m kind of ill
just sick feeling pain
oh let it rain just let it rain
i have to disengage all this rage
and call upon a priest for blasphemy
inside of me it’s inside of me
like a cat fighting zero gravity
all alone all alone
down to the bone
so sorry now but i gotta go
let me go all alone.

:: 10-11-2018 ::


OCTOBER 7, 2018

How sweet is the affliction of humanity
to speak of it’s ills renders me unsocial
How sweet is the affliction of humanity
to speak of it’s ills renders me unsocial
to think of it’s crimes too horrendous
How sweet it is to turn an eye away

And farewell, sweet world, my dearest
fiend. That we remain calm and serene
while all things great and small burn
makes us one of a kind.

That I have secluded my sanity from all
intercourse of my fellow creatures
and have remitted self to tangled
words and convoluted thoughts …
makes all of my internal organs
breath easier.

How sweet is our affliction.

Humanity!

:: 10-07-2018 ::


ERASED EXISTENZ AM i

Creep. Inch-Crawl here.
Thrum’p dead weight slide
Join-locked SNAPPED
knee raised /
/
<FOOT) swoop goes
that beast down the alley
of arrow needs || caused my eyes
to hemorrhage S h at tereD my
heart & MIND. Threw away UP
over and beyond hope @shameless
@ erased existenz am i — YES.

:: 10-05-2018 ::


PENETRATION OF SPIRIT

these feelings bleeding
penetration of Spirit

these emotions swimming
indecision is winning

help me —
i’ve got no mission

help me —
i’m full of rivets

i’m all broke within
my insides

these thoughts crawling
further away from god

you cannot help my situation
you cannot lift the skies
you cannot breach the walls
of where my Soul has
gone to die

help me —
i’m waking up drowning
help me —
i’m too complicated

And these feelings bleeding
a penetration of my Spirit

:: 09-28-2018 ::


A Little Bird Sings

\ All-in-all the morning
bird’s still sing
and i have my life
my life how time steals
some joy all the while

i choke back
the largest tears

oh boy let’s drown again
in this river i’m crying
again

it’s all it’s all it is
yeah, it’s all i want
is my mind again ya’ll

Swimming! I’m dying
collapsing inside my
head swimming choking
laughing all the while

the morning birds still
sing
and i have my life
my how pain steals
the color in life
i’m sinking but still
swimming all-in-all
it’s all it’s all
it is yeah /

:: 09-12-2018 ::


FLAT SHADOWS

i birthed one of my famous dreams
last night and invited the
whole town. every inconsiderate
thought came and the flat shadows
of my dearest fears.
the Child with no face on the sidewalk
outlines in broad strokes
Despair. a piece of dove of peace
smothered in regrets on a wooden table
served on a terrace of blinding terror.
only the smallest of facts carry
the greatest stories of which this one
is condemned to 3 o’clock each mourning.
before heaven awakens.
before sizzling strains
of gravity prove awakened
minds are too heavy.
as the rest of the town hides everywhere
that sanity has escaped i press
hard into my eyes by thumbs to forget.
manifested dreams is a sidecar
of my mental vehicle. again at sunrise
to find that one last star yet devoured
by daylight. a wish upon that remaining
survivor — allow this to be me!

:: 09-10-2018 ::


GOLDEN BEE

(i could never hide
because)

i am libra
always drawn
toward your pain

allow my tongue
to lick the nectar
of your swollen soul

i am free of your lies
like Jesus not Galba
as a bee i vomit honey

so sweet you want
to die

i am a force un-wrecked
like water flowing through
steel or winter’s fire

i am the golden bee
i am free
i am free

of your lies

if you look into my eyes
what will you see?
no anger just spirit

it’s all you wish to be

more than a smiling face
on social media

i’m a spirit

a golden bee

i’m a spirit
of personality

:: 09-08-2018 ::


ACT (of) ONE

THE curtains open to broken applause
an audience of great mystery
i cannot see their faces
nor their eyes
my Usher flees me!
And Time, the soliloquy
for Thespian lies
with each act an act of Life
and props on spot
for dramatic plots
Agh! my lines evade me!
Evade me for all i am
worthless within my House
of Theater:

The Absurd
The Humour
The Horror
The Love

of tears of joy of laughter
of sorrow of broken lines
upon my heart
upon my face
within the glass
upon the shattered floor

AND within the miles of aisles
of faceless witness
my lines flee me!
Within and without such cosmic shatter
an audience so abstract is my life
an Act (of) One.

:: 08-19-2018 ::


Dew Pressed Evening Light

From the dew pressed evening light
there by the biding brightly might
of my somber receding life;
as others might lesser me could not
by depressed inner sigh
was and is my stormy life
depression within the fold.
From the earliest of my days
there within me sadness lay
And all the joy of my heart
by the same tone could not fight
for self unless i be torn;
my compassion extended long
beyond the reach of my needing
own — and now as time has stretched
it’s thinning arms i find myself
a stowaway upon the desolate spot
cast aside in stormy water
still my love and beating heart
sails across the vast dark void
to comfort afflicted tormented
souls- of blue and silver sparks
by striking words and thunder talk
the angel my guardian holds my
hand (now that Heaven hears
my tears) Of a day more near
than far when shall i too find
the love as my own to comfort me.

:: 08-03-2018 ::


I’VE BEEN KISSED BY A LARGERSby

There use to be a place for laughter
within this carnival ride of life
a large blue-eyed rabbit to ride
purple flying piglets wearing
knitted green sweaters kissing
roses in bloom — so the light
hits the bloom again
There is so much i could tell you
but you remain so much the power
so much the pain –> oh baby to
live like you’re an addiction
so i guess i should know i should
go but love how you kiss how your
roses are a colorLiking my heart
the light upon the dark side of me
(and did you know when it’s winter
you’re my summer rose?) And now that…
There’s so much i could tell you
oh how i love you love you like
an addiction when it snows
oooh when twin purple tulips bloom
PurpleBURST (i’ve been (ah!) [if i should crush…\
so much power so much my pleasure
so much my addiction my pain] of a DAY i
kissed and IF_i get addicted to love
then by more of the carnival of kisses
by life so MY PAIN
TO LIVE LIKE i love MY ADDICTION
and my heart BECOMES LARGERSby –>
the lips of your purple bloom.

and love remains.

:: 07-04-2018 ::