2007

Oct
09
2007

my pyramids

I have explored
the language of pain
to such mastery
that my fingers easily lick the keys
of my board
in a delicate, balanced, and precision
based ferocity;
unleashing a cavernous refuge of
tamed rage,

unclear whose rancor
i've swallowed, from which life
it was subsumed

crystal how in this life
i attempt to purge
what's left inside

binging occasionally on
past, familiar
thorns

As I oh so enjoy the trickle
of crimson
that slowly dots my lips

Swallow, i let go
of the archetypical pyramid
i've spent so many centuries
enjoying...
 
Oct
09
2007

take us on

Ashamed
We wince in silence
as we quickly collect
(everything: thought, spirit, action)
as we brace for
the turbulence in the cabin
called life
Its wings unsteady
as it tries to get a grip
lifeless, we r-e(merge)
with a clearer sense of
belonging is always
was
an acrimonious tendency
not to be flirted, flaunted,
or fornicated with

For attention only
infects, affects, and effects
the cause
and forgotten is better
bitter with gauze


Take us on.....
   
Jul
14
2007

Rotten History

.rotten.

violence that is carried
across space and time
transmuted
ego bruises, vicious, and
scars

carried, bloated, forgotten
and frayed

harder knowing that it was all
meant to be, happen, this way.....
   
Apr
16
2007

shrinkwrap

I can be cold,
toxic like the most vicious mold

We'll grow old and look back upon
the whispy silences I implanted
dangerously in the field like
mines for you to dance among,
always wondering where an explosion
would

Violently erupt removing
leaving limbs
and wounds so deep
yet tragedy begets
handsome and from violence emerges

Growth is the container
a package sometimes incorrectly labeled
and sometimes misidentified

Denial the shrinkwrap,
a glossy exterior to
Satisfy our desires to
make this work.....
   
Apr
16
2007

Plastered

Broken plaster
surrounds our hearts

Cast in a mold
we can't overcome

Yet destined to explo(r/d)e
an alternative route

Hide, we know, will not
rectify that which we
try to deny

Never speak about the cruel.ty
pardon me,
pardon us,

I blame you like
I drink water,
there's just a flow
and then relief
of a thirst quenched

Wicked my tongue
hurls, curls, licks
and sticks you

Arduously we labor
into a forest of
ferocity - we both conquer
so much together,
so much apart,
a blisterous union,
symbiotic thought....

Broken plaster surrounds....
   

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