one aspirin, two ibuprofen,
and up to face the day!
what doesnt hurt
often fumbles or stumbles.
set your chin,
and tear down a wall!
truth barks,
and often growls.
what stinks just stinks,
no need to cover!
the work we do
with mechanical souls,
merely feeds the body,
what about the mind?
years sharpen doubt…
cold water is cold.
and poverty and loss…
you know the rest!
black coffee…
dont try to sell me.
i can still feel the heat,
and my soul is not for sale!
and wont say thingsyou want to hear.the truth is the truth,i paint the picture naked.but i do so with the knowledgethat we are all human,very much so.i dont judge other people.i dont sell out.i dont care about convenience.and i wont blindly follow.and at this age,i wont shut up till i’m ready,and i wont back down.i’ll…
stirs your soul…but the darknessthat defines the light!
and leaves that fell in glorious passion,now drink the tint of afternoon grey.only crows remain as the keepers,while fingers clutch breasts beneath the dirt.as holiness smells like pine logs burning,and heaven’s windows are covered with plastic.death moves untouched among the shadows,while carpenters stare at uncut trees.and prayers themselves have faces,as dreams walk barefooted among us.do…
who drives the nails?who stands at the footof the cross and weeps?who carried the cross?who conducted the trial?and who are the faceless oneswho stand and jeer?who judges life worth giving,and how much does love demand?will love forgive?does love have a name?who’ll bury the body?who’ll guard the tomb?and on the third day,who’ll roll away the stone?our…
the chant of fresh turned earth.the grey echo of emptinessin abandoned farmhouses.the beat of darkness,of the homeless streets.the scent of freedom,caught behind prison bars.the cat’s claw, the robin’s egg,hardened desire, and fertile wetness.the needle broken, the spicket rusted,the candle half burned down.the hunger bowl filled,the silence when all gunfire stops,the sound of dirt on the…
where my heartused to be….does it taste like you?smell faintly of your perfume?does it remind youof someone you used to know?we are what we bleedin the end…. my face is ashen,my thoughts burn like acid!i left my soul inside you,dried fluids clinging to your lips….the arch of your back,my destiny, and redemption!
