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Goodbye trips
goodbye dubs

I guess

Imprisoned with a smile
a touch
a kiss
chains
of their own volition
circle; entwine,
rising up with a metal smile.
Cut off my reasons to run
melting iron
meets skin
become the machine
eating,
drinking,
fucking.
sleeping.
False gods
raise their banners
stake their claim
to where the path
ends
in defeat.
Only human all along
gotta learn to separate
the pearls
from the swine.
The diamonds
from the death.
Chains of gold
are still chains
suffocating hold
repressed
take the bit into my mouth
let the horses run
just come back to my bed
when it's time
to hide from the sun.


 

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The eagle has landed
nesting in the tall trees
as the power of three
stands waiting
Wolves howl
with no regard
as the blade comes down
Have to say it was blue that day
cigarette smoking
fog
bad movies
with too much feeling
is a blonde-eyed boy
with much too much
I told you so.
What if they realize?
What if they know?
Who's the hand to the plow
where with what will we sow?
I don't know.
Playground of the gods
feet firmly planted
gets too many mbps
to black attitudes
in dusty places.
My throat is dry
my heart is hard
I will take yours
and make it mine.
Alexander
is a spot of black
in between
a mosque of redemption
for some suspected crime
never committed.
All four points made
a treasure to be laid.

Back to me

Funny how quickly the tide
turned back to the sea
How quickly
I came back to me.
Having a heart of stone
works.
Fitting into your groove
imprisoned.
going round and round
getting nowhere.
The chains
loosed
fall into a circle
at my feet
hands to the sky
free.
I am beautiful
my hair is soft
my lips are wet
far too wonderful
for your candyass get.

Bells

Bells to wake the dead
or the merely sleeping
Walk the gravel road
boots are chafing
Under a purple sky
blue undertones
gray clouds all around
wind softly blowing
a warm breeze from the sea
smelling of fish and rotting  wood.
Time is short.
Even when it seems so long.
So long.
Memory
fields so green
Wildflowers cast a shadow
of yellow, black, and orange
paint these things for me
Hermit in a wooden box
hunting spiritually
for all the things unseen
alone
is all he knows how to be.

I would

I would walk on my knees
on broken glass
dangle from a noose
on my toes
be tied to a tree
beaten till I bleed
if you'd just come back  to me.
Put me in a cage with a wounded tiger
let him maul me
take your knife
strip my flesh
my skull smiling
If you'd come back to me.
My soul is crying
my heart is breaking
I sacrificed our love
at the altar of my words
just to make them flow
but I could be that girl
not a poet
but the sleeping, smiling, satisfied girl
who you love
your sweetheart you said
lonely now in a king sized bed
the queen of nothing.
Put your brand
in a white hot  fire
sizzle me
drizzle me
with your cum.
I know your penis misses me.
Ask him, he'll tell you as much
misses my touch
my lips.
my kiss.
I'm dying here.
Draw and quarter me
chain me up
tie my useless limbs
to four horses
rip me
would that be enough?
To make you come back to me?
I just miss,
love you so much.

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Wounded but not beaten
licking my blood
in a corner alone
Approach at your own risk
Won't hesitate
to rip you to shreds.
Feet firmly planted
grows wild flowers at noon
to watch their demise
when the sun ceases to shine.
Transitory it is
and will always be
Always wanted to stop time
and that we did
in our island
together; alone
we took everything
good
love had to give
and swallowed it whole.
No regrets.
I don't know how to be happy
what it means to be loved
the building we tried to build
smashed
to bits
by my own hand
for no reason.
Just because.
People pray for deliverance
a moment in time
for a taste of the wine
we drank so freely
with smiles and laughs
elation
bliss
one soft kiss
the words:
"everything's alright"
I gathered it all in my arms
took it between my out stretched hands
and choked the life out of it
just to watch it bleed.