This mouth wide open, trying to speak; over our brute, beating the weak. Some convoluted feel,
Oral sex and cigarettes, in threadbare kindled corsets. Trading laces in a red lit bizarre… you mend your teddy with rusty wir… Are your goods morning market fres…
I sit here, reading, waiting Patiently contemplating On words, written, said And taking them to bed So I lay, repeat, say
Sown; Reaped We are magnificent Our time together is but an arc of… And my pen stumbles to keep up In every thought lies priceless re…
Here comes the beggar! With an Eden to share? My god whats the point!? When the commonality is despair? I know there is a reckoning to com…
Soot It seems you may have some soot To gather, to get rid No other place but on your face It stays, persists
She is, My bread unbroken; Left to mold. An ever-thickening assault, On this heart born free;
Look beyond these words And address the in-between Here lies a rest assured With conscience squeaky clean When you gave me your shelter
If I can’t be found, it is she who knows where I am; I am her Man. When I’ve gone too far, and have left all love behind;
My House; My Castle Crumbling on cue As piece, by piece All comfort; Consumed My halls; My doors
A Clock I draw from, with no surplus of Time. I must reconcile the fact, that until now; I’ve been in full black and white.
I can burn a page or two, forget a name with the thought of… Ignore the need, the pleas, but this thing I cannot do. I want to bring it to you,
Show me; Tell me. Or is this a matter of being seen, with the coming on of a little anx… Just show me;
my heart is beating and for this i am thankful i can breathe i can breathe! my heart is beating
...and now my halo’s gripping To clumps of drying mud So precious His dirt and water I panged for sex with blood Knowing the Law; I broke it