Poetess

Words cannot be uttered

A theme cannot be pegged

Salutations of souls

Snapping fingers in the dark 

Under the mat

Swept away

Space used for nothing

Just a moment

Sketch yourself

With poetry

Malcontent

Departure from the body

Sleep on silent sands

Forget about tomorrow’s mess

Just lay awhile

Reflect

Remember times

Such jovial times

Sunflowers, bees and honey

Everything fades to grey

Sunflowers die

Bees only sting

And honey gets stuck in your hair

Each grain of sand whispers

Secrets you wanted no one to hear

The sun seems to be smirking 

The ocean waves are laughing

Back to the body

In permafrost ground 

Constricted and controlled

Back to  traces of life you never wanted

But lost just the same

She, He And I

My nails are a shade of purple

Much different than his

His mind a burst of colour

And mine a shade of grey

So he has the words (on paper)

And I have nothing (on a tree)

I carry it all on the outside

He stores his all away

She hates the life she is living

His is not worth a dime

Both want out of this

But are caught between the pages

The Bible?

Maybe not

Both tasted the devils dish

Natural sugar cannot resist

The world is harsh

Bright colours often

Soften the bite

Pretentious Peaks

What a pretentious peak you hold

Here on this mountian covered in snow

Aren’t you cold?

Someone told me something

“Peaks are hard to stand on”

I didn’t comprehend

I guess he meant to say

there isn’t much room

Someone will try to push you off

I’m fine here in my crowded valley

At least I’m warm and not alone

So balance on the peak that you hold

Keep your eyes to all four sides

And don’t let the wind take you

Buying strangers

Flashing green lights

They never stop

Driving me insane

A man walked by

An hour ago

Without a face

Without a name

Tried to sell me something

Not sure what

Said it would be worth my while

About 35 dollars

I declined

I am not into buying strangers

Or anything from them

Went home to make some tea

Felt like a diamond with a tail

Blowing in the wind

Went for a walk

down a dingy alleyway

There stood a freezing devil

Decked out in rhinestone stilettos and a fishing net

(Some stones were missing)

She asked me if i needed some company

I’m not into buying strangers

Or anything from them

The frosty air was getting me down

Couldn’t say no

I took her home

Where we both got warm

I’m a man who gets what he pays for

Decided to be a John

Make her work for her money

Seemed like a decent girl

If I hadn’t seen through her

Same story since she started the business

(May be the oldest occupation but so was her unconvincing act) 

Some bullshit sob story about her pathetic life

She lit up a cigarrette

Irritated i guess

Wanted in

Out

And the money

I made love to her

She was as cold as i found her though

I bought her she was mine

And she was the devil

I Am Aware

Walk on thin lines

Surely going to slip

Along the way

I’ll be shaken

I know

Don’t push

I can only do so much

Voices are dim

Chances are limited

I won’t be carried

Even though I’m broken

I know

You don’t need to waste a word

Boxed In

Ambience rings

                            At the back of my head

                                                                Comfort me

Pick a number

                       I don’t have the time

                                                        No one does

Get out and lost

                         Find your way back

                                                         Black frames

Electric currents

                           Painted talons

                                              Midnight

Something is wrong

                      Silence is haunting

                                         Down stairs music

Asphalt  ideas

               Express them

                                  I don’t want to hear concrete

Brittle bones

                Break on contact 

                                     Steel blue pools

                                                                        

                                                                         Are blank

Brushstrokes

it’s far too cold for pants

cut below the knee

silence isn’t your game

stop building towers

that I cannot knock down

you wish for my company

I wish you well

but I’ll not stay

frantically searching

for diamond faces

golden smiles

and silver linings

all I see are air brushes

white door

a photograph of you

I am at ease

The Tyrant That Taunts Me

away!

windward mind

 mephistophelian aim 

 at each thought of you

such obeisance

undeserving

lost in ever

dead and undying

trembling leaves

frozen time

blistering cold

drapes hang half an inch

wrong

flustered looks

silent is he

hold your breath

don’t say

shift a glance

sink low

he can’t see

damit

 found

unleashed hell in his eyes

the sanctity of waves

disrupted

unkind jargonistic fool

yet to humble myself

 ascend the mountain

pass though the arch

fall to the grass

release the lake that engulfs me

let the sand sift

I follow flawed etiquette 

that i am stringently imbued with

 chains will fall

the spell will lift

i will be my own

Biodegradable

Smile at me though your false teeth

Your hot talk polluting my air

Don’t need your new noise

I like mine old and true

Don’t mistake me for a tired dog

I can do the backflip trick

I’m more of a new wave cat

Sitting on the same tin roof

Flip though your brain wash books

Scoffing at the new jobs

Redesigned

Reconstructed

Redefined

Ruined

Pure sacred bodies poisoned

Teched by a needle tip

Carving knife

Subtle slice

A little here

A lot there

When does it end?

You just won’t rot

When it is your time to expire

In the starved ground

You will stay

Us organic folk

Will be one with the earth

Quench it’s urgent thirst

You clutter the earth

Clog up landfills

You become garbage

Your once fleshy body 

Cannot decompose

Eventually your million dollar parts

Will be washed by the river

Ground into dust

Blown by the wind

But they will always remain

On the earth you did not want to be seen in