PRIVILEGE suffer
my beautiful tragedy
Society of high
and low know not
such suffering
upon your soul
The beauty
— who hath no love
But mirage
of shadow-lust
What price
— you would pay
to find love
tender and true
No cost for you —
Such love
indeed too rare
::12-29-2013::
SUCH mastery at disguise
Split-rationality diffused
Lose a shadow upon a pin
Incognito my lover-pain
touch the heart nonetheless
a dip into blue berry jam
Losing essence my pauper
someday the poor will pay
emotional vault empty this day
Guess as good a bent penny
worth a cent but nothing more
a funky feeling when you pay
Incognito blues pave my way
Pain-creature confused today
my tracks diffuse his way
:: 12/28/2013 ::
I innocently believe
and do so carefully
that respect for life
returns the same
— so kindly
But the evil that lurk
within the rot-hole
betray the sweet
for bitter-taste
— so blindly
::12-29-2013::
The world buried
— today
a friend familiar to me
One that I grew
— to know
one who loved me so
Her lines were delicate
— but razor sharp
A cut through carelessness
I would say hello
— in black ink I bled
across her tender face
Today the world buried
— the closest of my friends
The written letter to rest we put
::12-29-2013::
WE are all possessed
by nature a parasitic
light that bestows
Humanity unto beasts
Bless be it say all —
the indomitable soul!
::12-29-2013::
I DESIRE that which is mine
and give no quarter
to those who challenge
the fruit of my tree of life
I guard with constant diligence
the beauty by my side
her beauty madly drives
sane men into frenzy
Tis such a small price
for a gentleman to pay
to possess such a fire
her furnace forges my love
Fair warning to weaker men
best you chase less fair women
my stick has a spot for you
surely your head atop my spigot!
::12/28/2013::
IT’S looking like a prison chart
one in a cell the other shot
What would our Fathers say
tyranny given for security yeah
Make-shift news to confuse
such sheep-like minds
a billion bullets aimed at you
I never want to be a statistic
on a government chart
there has to be a better way
We are living
in a synthetic world
there’s too much information
running through my brain
There’s too much information
driving me insane
give the whole world a breather
there’s too much information
driving me insane!
::12/28/2013::
THESE are my friends
one that wishes
the other that begs
Hush to one I said
life bleeds with cuts
the other such pity
These are my friends
one cries and shouts
the other silently weeps
Soothe such anger my angel
blackness begs an audience
dry your eyes my other!
We are such friends
she lives beneath my skin
turmoil burns tender hearts
Now you shall shine
rubies shall you drip
upon the land of giving
At last! My love’s complete
::12-28-2013::
WHAT others cannot see
my limbs reveal to me
a ghost of the past
begging for a breeze
My tree am I for thee
sashay in April wind
till one day – somberly
you torn down — yes you
the largest part of me
::12/28/2013::
SUCH daze enters
into few hours
beyond my avatar
of senselessness
that crunch
— popcorn tasteless
The piper visited
for his pay
as my universe
spoke to me
a decree:
— “tis no free lunch today!”
Black pepper eyes tear
rose cheeks bleed
the bark of tongue
peels beneath brokenness
a heart torn in part
— between light and dark
Soft skin easily torn
by black raven beaks
eat the pepper-pecked
what eye could not see
blindness shows to me
— love is all there is
Scream lung-flung disease
purge rotten feeling-be
angel piss golden bliss
high heels Diablo made
fracture-me piece-me
— together for another day
::12/28/2013::
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