Poetry Drafts

CURSED WITCH

Age of reason
age of treason
daemons roaming
forests of old.
Dry stone walls
dividing the lands,
sheep roaming
and grasslands
blooming
Homestead killing
streams of blood,
witches burning
stakes on high –
the hunt goes on.

SPOONING AND JOY

When I awoke today you were gone. Your side of the bed was already made, like no one had slept there at all. With the morning yawn the vague recollections of spooning and joy resurfaced once more. Will they never stop, as the years go by and the memories of you keep fading.

BOOHOO

Empty paint buckets
Calling for friendly
Brushes
Strokes of love
An empty canvas
Longing for
Touch and
Retouch

YOU ASKED AND I GAVE

You asked and I gave
little things always – tea pot

You asked and I gave
eight shivers at night – delight

You asked and I gave
seeds for growing – once

You ask and I give
nothing – anymore

YOU SLUT

you smoked – but didn’t

we attended mass – yet never

your friend said you didn’t fuck around so

making you pregnant a world away – gawd I’m good

you slut.

LANGUAGE PLEASE!

twitching lips and flaring

nostrils

behave OR face the music

the pendulum swings

NO LONGER

the clocks stopped

TICK TICK TICK i-n-g

her dress ripped

bare nipples

PUT THE GUN DOWN!

there’s children around

show your age and

mind your language

the night is young and

the bitch’s still bleeding

4.02 a.m

You said dance
like nobody is watching,
write as if no one
will ever read
so all I can do
is write on your wall
LOVE ME, LOVE ME
LOVE ME

SEA OF CONCRETE

Could We survive on a
Solid foundation
Where
Unbroken circles of
Love are overshadowed by
Insatiable
Lust for
Biting sheets and
Avoiding spots of

Or will we drown
swimming
in a Sea of
concrete.

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