In My Nature

I eviscerate cloth, it worn on skin, so I can see hid my beast within. ** Immaculate sky rules me in day. While demon in night I try slay. *** Dragon, tiger, I do taste a blood; a truth not seen in whom I love. *** Naked in front a place I lay blame, it…

Ingested Black

Demons crawl up and surface to spit all black ill of a purpose. Heard a tounge, it swelled taste. It turned bland all that sustains. No feeling wind no trumpet plays inside your ear for you this day. March you to a beat your chest pounds quickly in life’s distress. Drill in deeply I search…

Seas Of Peril

Let innocent be our swing over deep a peril in a sea. Ramparts we hold in heart rip torn is a precious part. As if a youth new eyes see an innocence I try breathe. So shallow a way I do pray; pain of mine God lets stay. The deep sew it does a void…

Your Failed Angel

You told me secrets I have not revealed. They within a head mine I tried conceal. Your quest control your stabbing pain, I see now in me it, is in a hope in vain. Sit we did on banks, rocky stabbing edge, of a torrent dark sea made a dark pledge. Damn the world the…

Courage I Surmise

I hear my disease spill from tounge, a rancor not polite, I seek where from. Retreat so to think I in a solitude sick see an angst climb walls built so thick. A heart I try spark but its match is out. Try I see the lining in blackened clouds. My soul does flee, a…

Victims Of Chaos

Our galaxy formed from storms a chaos. It expands reaching beyond stars so lost. There’s a chill in the deep chasm of space where worlds alive I ask if share our fate. There in the silence, inside void unknown, I imagine if someone’s globe also turns cold. Do we share here now, in our corner…

Alone I Cry

Alone I call, alone I’ll fall down upon snow so tall. *** I hear tender sinews sewn. Pain a haven; I’m not alone. *** Amongst us, on the hills, let us hold a trust to heal. *** Feed we prey, no one weak, to feed a hurt we do speak. *** Hurt a soul God…

Passing Poises

A model of perfection. Keep your face poised for your pretty picture, by me was your choice. Gone by with the wind the moment long gone. Captured in my mind I re-live it to keep strong. Your look, your words pristine are not faults. They are precious bits of light I lock in a vault….

Transition’s Position

Time passes with faces; we can’t escape an eye that opens or closes so wear not a sly disguise. Morph in conjunction to change the outside same to mirror the inside so you play no mental game. Set a pace to slowly go; what you choose please remember times of joy, things to put you…

I Guess I’m Damned

Pride is spoken of in the Bible as a hindrance. There is an obvious conflict when one talks about pride. How can someone be both humble yet also confident without being prideful? There are times when I think of what I have power over and the reality is that I only have power over my…

Rest For Our Souls

The world it does reveal and destroy; it has certainly changed this boy. When life conspires to take your joy flight or fight ways we must employ. I have stood to fight the good fight with all my strength, will and might. My preachers they were not right, fighting often is not quite so polite….

Death Makes Us Kin

I’m far from being damn special. Yet the reaper finds I’m acceptable. Let coldness for it be reciprocal, it brings us all to be connectable. Berate fellow souls we should not for we can see our common spot. In large fields of tombstone lots we’ll be what the earth has forgot. The grave’s our common…

Appropriate Anger

“Be ye angry, and sin not: let not the sun go down upon your wrath.” (Ephesians 4: 26-27 KJV) The beach against the tide has nowhere it can hide. Were it a soul against spite, mercilessly the spite derides. For those without sight or those who can’t fight mercy pleases God’s eyes as we offer…

Empathetic Aims

Shallow is the grave that bears a hollow soul. Whom shall lay to rest a heart that was unconsoled? Duty demands decency; that of the gentle kind. We are but chaff and dirt, salted with fickle minds. Hands craft art from clay, all from what’s perceived. We construct vessels that cut through raging seas. We…

Not Born Alone

In the beginning so the story goes, was a great sin so burden arose. Wise are we now, we clothe ourselves. Aware are we, now here we do dwell. Allowed to us were minds to discover where the err slumbers; how to wake each other. So the story goes, inward we crave more. Fine tuned…