Mouth Wide Shut

confused

for the most part

living in this

chaos

isn’t something

i planned

it just happened

don’t worry

i’ll keep your

secret

 i’ll tell

no one

what you did 

your threats

have convinced me

i’m on my knees

this time to beg  

don’t break

the other wrist

Betrayal Beyond Midnight

well the sands of sleep deny me

a shadowless body i do not have

i cannot say what the night does to me

you think i love

the silent slumber

but you hear me screaming

on a terror trodden path

a never ending spiral of

sharp cutting glass

my eyes grow heavy

i must abide

think hard now; would i rather be

with him

than protected in your arms

the softness of your chest

pleases me

the sound of your quiet breath

i channel my thoughts into

your dreams

there are still barriers and

i am trapped to struggle

on my own

until the dawn of day

awakes me once more

sleep is not something i wish

but an act i must do

my body tells me,

“close your eyes”

it lures me into dark

i can’t fight it

caffeine

even you are against me

i can’t cut a break

you just caused my work day

to go into overload

tell me what you want

from me

i know what you want

the comfort of your loved one

when you drift off

to sleep

well so do i

put away your writing

abandon your uncertainties

from your mind

i cannot fight the urge

it devours me

into disgust

Out to Pasture (Like all the rest)

What a pompous pack

drew one from the deck and

paced it up and down

out here with the houses of

nonconformity

the world of right hands

should not live here but

the Individual does

Patrons strolling down uniquity and

Liberation Row

the waiters of a line

enthralled with making

a difference

an entity gone solo

But that case is rare

what have we got now but

shepherds and their

flocks

denied the greener grasses

of a world across a river

where the others

roam in peace

with their multi-colour

fleeces

. . . or insect?

a memo to myself

don’t make eye contact

bothersome parasites who

host off of kindness

advert your smile

sit ridged and ready

knit you eyebrows

lower your head

sigh a breath of relief

he is gone

and you can smile

again

Arabica Brew, Yaqui Tea

dear cup of coffee

can you ease the

icy winter

wake me from

this hell

pump though my veins

deaden my hunger

release your addictive drug

your warmth and comfort

alone

gets me though

the night

Aries of October

In mortal light

a god

unsure

unaware

unnoticed

with a firey halo

dances

 

Strobe lights

flicker upon

Olympus

epileptic fusion

war

The Atlantic Daughter

Microscope visions

a girl who never had a choice

watch her suffer

see her whither

white pain 

hits behind the eyes

smothered

even if the air is clear

The world

is on her shoulders

giving Atlas a break

his back must be sore

her’s is aching 

she is only human

Does she seem incapable

a fool

living like a scholar

Pavement scrapes

holes in her skin

when the stones reach

the other side

there’ll be nothing left

Even your “good”  advice

is a jagged blade

twisting

turning

torturing

As she smiles

cheek to cheek

her composure

crumbles

rocks grind

at the pit of her stomach

fluid begins

to well up inside

a  wave of nausea

rushes over her body

her face

dowsed in milk 

an oleander reflects her porcelain

Eyes are eclipsed 

She is at ease  

Park Bench

Park bench

Confused pigeons

Vacant

Long time

Since the old man

Contaminated

Contaminated

Crisscrossed mind

Quarantined body

Starving savage

Water is wealth

Bagging cargo pants

Used them for your

terrorist flag

Lunatic leers

Anxious looks

Embarrased robot

Seduces you

After you turn on the switch

Illuminate

the perpetual darkness

Goggles on distorted vision

Doesn’t matter

The world wears

an eye patch

Keep everyone walking at night

Spewing ink

from the tip of a sharp tounge

New born

You should be burned

Helpless infant

Subjected to this hoax

Lust is for everyone

Love is for none

Give back my words

you harlequin queen

Don’t pretend for a second that

i want yours

My river flows for you

Damn racist

Deepfried devils

In ten or fiffteen minutes

They are expecting octupi

These hands are mine

Sucking on a blocked straw

No avail

Trudging down

the terracotta walkway

It is done it’s over

Your lies are futile

but fertile

You are a useless waste

of space 

No one to do your labour

But your small China hands

My revenge is sugar 

Dissolved

You are diluted

But still

Contaminated 

His Name is Love

I wish I could escape

The fire in your eyes

The icy hold you have on me

Your tears create my tears

Your fears inhance my fears 

Your love makes my love

Whatever love is

Do I even know what love is 

Does anyone know what love is

Such a stupid question I know  

You tell me what love is 

Why do we have it

Oh if I were love

I would live in you 

Maybe I would get bored

In your four chambered heart