Worship

She aches addiction, While withering lives. Black neurosis, a trinket- Scrap petals and knives- To be played Until intrigue wavers And all the world drops dead. On her words, I made us Inside my head. Would Plath be proud Of deaf coveting instead? So many lives, I try to be in time, To be not... Continue Reading →

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Come

She whispers Through my decay Pulls me close As my mind strays If only I could make her stay I watch her chest rise And fall Watch her breasts arch And lock eyes Promises groan From her hips To arterial red lips, My name was placed Upon them Crawled between them With each kiss And... Continue Reading →

Keeper

She flicked her hips and Jesus fell He came so hard Went straight to Hell And all the angels knew full well That with her caress God would follow I am predictable Because I have died again All for a scent Carnal knowledge And lingering self deprecation I want to split her hips and redefine... Continue Reading →

Suicide and White Noise

A leaf falls From a canopy, Caught silhouetted in komorebi. Shivers Are a girls best friend, And death her lover at the end. While I waste away - Withdrawals decay - And emotive love My stowaway - Come to soldiers in a row, Who cut their throats in days last glow. Our dreams dissect -... Continue Reading →

Sounding Out P.

“Painting is silent poetry, and poetry is painting with the gift of speech." - Simonides Pixelated images Dance across the carpet, Perhaps today Will wish the world anew, Preparing tomorrow For adventures too few, Prevised realism In great years to come, Precious postures Sweep into daze ahead, Playfully wishing For fears to be shed, Passion... Continue Reading →

I Die

To never see your face again Or feel your soul warm the night Is my drowning pool. Soft pit, harsh pendulum, The hours swing and I decay, In life, waiting for quietus. The only way to feel your breath That was never mine to share.

Addams

Sleep in shadows – unhinged – draped against such oblique regard. The world renounced such disjointed beauty, lapping against darker shores. I would surrender my life to feel your heart beat – howling demon – once more. You are not alone, my love! But let my love no longer trouble you. For in those days... Continue Reading →

Concrete Plastic Memory

♦ From my book ‘Nothing But The Rain’ ♦ "Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better." - Albert Einstein He moved into obscurity, Beyond tempered realities Of sequestered life, How were places forgotten? A wild public domain Hidden away between Impossible possibilities, Beyond buoyancy of mind, How he got here, You... Continue Reading →

The Hummingbirds Song

♦ From my book ‘Nothing But The Rain’ ♦ Each cobalt tear distorts another day, Equal measures between empty spaces, Each moment disfigured desire and whim, The lover waiting for whom the bell tolls, Can I find your warmth? Among the stars I open my lines for you to flow through The breaks of me,... Continue Reading →

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