2007
"Pomegranate"
Hold her stare and I promise you won't be disappointed to find
That everyone holds secrets like mothers hold their children
It's a way we have with our words and we are angry when
Someone discovers our secret and takes it as their own
Oh, how easy it is to be tangled in a writer's web!
For it is here we weave our secrets like bright bulletins.
The more you pull the silver strings, the more our lives
Unravel before you, naked and cold, forced from the comfort of ink spattered pages.
Yesterday the stars glittered within the mass of people.
She plucked one and then
She pinched the ruby between her two fingers and
Watched the pigment run down her pale stems.
If you were to take her hand, I again promise you that
You won't be disappointed to find
You alone are her secret.
"Tennessee"
It was dusk when we used to climb those dewy hills.
The whole world was yawning after supper
Except for winking fireflies who guided our way and
Into the barn we'd go, climbing
Step
After
Step
Up the ladder to the wooden loft where we felt
One hundred feet high, looking past the train tracks
Across those sleepy mountains, and
Into the star studded ink above us.
"Bang, Bang"
My words are bullets,
And you, dear, are my target.
The mind is a magazine
And in my case, it is very full.
Kiss me, honey, and I'll make you swallow lead-
Fill your lungs with sulfur.
Your heart is nothing but a
Gun Shot Wound.
2008
"The Stumps"
A crystal make-shift candy dish sat
Upon the corner of the old marble table
Possessing a single, gold, treasure-filled wrapper.
The whirls and swirls of deceased fingerprints
Were etched safely into the glass.
He died in the bathroom.
The milk jug was cold at first
But lay forgotten at the bottom of the staircase.
She died in her sleep.
No tongue touched a cigarette
But this is a rare crystal ashtray.
Cages rusted in the attic along with her bones;
Her hearts had flown away.
"He Gets What He Deserves"
So much grandeur does a goldfish hold;
Its alabaster mouth is haughtily upturned.
Watch its golden scales flicker in the light
"I'm richer than you."
But as riches come, they easily go
And, alas, so do goldfish.
"Untitled"
Because we can run 500 miles down a wooden pier
Just to feel the soft sand weigh on our feet.
Sometimes it bites at our soles
And others, it's forgiving.
But nevertheless, it just goes to show
That the ebbing tide is sweet.
"Mary Jane"
Old cola cans and broken beer bottles
Litter the ground, nestled in the pinestraw.
Candy wrappers slowly decay in the sun
As they rot away in the streets, their homes.
The yellow paint clings desperately to the walls
Like the milk bottles they used to hold,
Only milk was replaced so long ago.
Now Mary Jane is the only one cheap enough
To be their friend.
"IDK Africa?"
Gray palms ectend skyward only to beg for change
Their bellies are swollen with blackened copper pennies
Their cracked heels can bleed no more,
Yet God has not forgotten.
Yellow dust replaces bitter water
Their throats dry along with the claybeds
One by one they die with the trees;
Yet God has not forgotten.
Slowly the weak frames appear
Their pale skin stretches to hold in life
But the husks break and join the dust of the earth;
And God has not forgotten.
Gray palms ectend skyward only to beg for change
Their bellies are swollen with blackened copper pennies
Their cracked heels can bleed no more,
Yet God has not forgotten.
Yellow dust replaces bitter water
Their throats dry along with the claybeds
One by one they die with the trees;
Yet God has not forgotten.
Slowly the weak frames appear
Their pale skin stretches to hold in life
But the husks break and join the dust of the earth;
And God has not forgotten.
"America"
Two iron curtains fell over an ocean-
A sea of ink formed where they forgot about you.
The ice was broken and felt like glass
Crushed into soft skin.
Citizen America rejoices at the birth
of another propaganda baby.
Round greedy cheeks and
Eyes not yet open to the inhumanity of
Situation 24/7.
Spraypaint an enigma about life
Onto the brick walls and
They'll be there to cover it up
Before someone solves the puzzle.
One piece is missing for
Every few hundred yellow ribbons
With sand in their wounds.
Pretend to be the brave, the proud, and the
Few who survived by Semper Fi.
Falling headfirst into stone
As saline mixes with the acid and ashes of
Hollywood Heroes.
The next big cover story, or a hit in the face from God.
There's a detour to heaven called oxygen-
Don't waste it.
Diseased ridden knowledge fights for the cure of
Stupidity.
We are not a lone, but no one will join us as we
Spread our toxins into empty space and
Shoot euphoria up bright red vines.
Give 'em the ol' one-two
Three-four suicides today and Counting.
Lift off, and God's Speed just isn't enough anymore.
Selling yourself is the next big thing.
One step backward from the KKK.
We live in a newspaper world-get over it.
Milk chocolate tastes better anyway.
Unwanted: unborn baby. Let's play God
Bless America.
Two iron curtains fell over an ocean-
A sea of ink formed where they forgot about you.
The ice was broken and felt like glass
Crushed into soft skin.
Citizen America rejoices at the birth
of another propaganda baby.
Round greedy cheeks and
Eyes not yet open to the inhumanity of
Situation 24/7.
Spraypaint an enigma about life
Onto the brick walls and
They'll be there to cover it up
Before someone solves the puzzle.
One piece is missing for
Every few hundred yellow ribbons
With sand in their wounds.
Pretend to be the brave, the proud, and the
Few who survived by Semper Fi.
Falling headfirst into stone
As saline mixes with the acid and ashes of
Hollywood Heroes.
The next big cover story, or a hit in the face from God.
There's a detour to heaven called oxygen-
Don't waste it.
Diseased ridden knowledge fights for the cure of
Stupidity.
We are not a lone, but no one will join us as we
Spread our toxins into empty space and
Shoot euphoria up bright red vines.
Give 'em the ol' one-two
Three-four suicides today and Counting.
Lift off, and God's Speed just isn't enough anymore.
Selling yourself is the next big thing.
One step backward from the KKK.
We live in a newspaper world-get over it.
Milk chocolate tastes better anyway.
Unwanted: unborn baby. Let's play God
Bless America.
"Pygmalion"
You wear a spray of stars in your jetted hair.
Diamonds are embedded in your fingers,
Pearls choke your neck,
Rubies encrust your lips,
Your eyes sparkle of the bluest sapphire,
And your skin is a blanket of flawless marble;
I made you perfect.
But your body does not give way to my touch-
Your face is hardened.
How I wish I gave you a heart...
You wear a spray of stars in your jetted hair.
Diamonds are embedded in your fingers,
Pearls choke your neck,
Rubies encrust your lips,
Your eyes sparkle of the bluest sapphire,
And your skin is a blanket of flawless marble;
I made you perfect.
But your body does not give way to my touch-
Your face is hardened.
How I wish I gave you a heart...
"Testament"
Teeth sank into the flesh-piercing,
Allowing for the clear blood to flow over her tongue.
She was a cannibal; destroyer of purity,
Killing the forbidden being that was never meant to nurture her.
The corpse lay motionless on the
Earth, the testament of her sin
And forever we were cursed.
"Untitled"
I want to stand on a golden hill
And rest my head on a window sill
Just to let the Sun’s golden rays
Bathe my eyes the rest of my days.
"Untitled"
Build an iron tower
Or forge it out of steel
For in that fatal hour
Time is yours to kill.
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just wow.