Like driftwood in the river I have no control Subject to the forces and the power Of a merciless, unbiased machine No shame or helplessness here, A peace in knowing I’m bound by the plot. The world searches for peace And it shall find it In these cosmic waters. Advertisements
Underneath this skin I’m nervous I don’t know, What I should do. Or what is expected. My only escape is the words I tell myself Underneath my skin. Underneath I am bound to show myself As I am, As I will always be. Hiding behind colors, Brings no solace, In the end I sleep alone.… Continue reading Skin
You parade the streets Like it’s homecoming. Holy words Burn between your thighs. And in the day You sink into the spine, To comprehend This puffing world. You are… You’re ‘ho You.are.a.whore. I had and I gave to you. Rise through the limbs, Drink sterile liquids. Consort with big bearded bellies. Stand on the precipice,… Continue reading Whorecending
Your eyes well up Well, mine do too. A shovel To dig me out. When you leave You take the sun. I look up There’s darkness here. Laid me here In my grave. I can’t say I couldn’t see. Blindfolded, I shed my doubt. You’re the bringer of my dusk.
Misguided, Jaded, Divided. I see you standing behind it, Now you see Now you understand. The miseries of life, The catchers of man. That which topples walls And eviscerates monarchs. The trials that fail and fade.
“Explain to me why she sleeps with my smile.”
Open the back of your eyes, boy. See the world for what it is. Just feel it. The rush, that makes boys men The rush that makes us fall. Held between these shaking fingers, Caught between these frail lips. Flutter flutter, buzz buzz, sway and sink. I feel good about this one for some… Continue reading Headrush