deaf ears
The view of the world I present
through my writing,
an adjusted layered
a belusted view of the void,
the waves unruled
the manspreading of kings
mansplaining to --deaf ears
the dissonance of us
Fair daughter face my fears
fair daughter hear your words
your words through my ears
my fears as I interpret you
as I suspect your intentions
your insinuations play on my strings
untuned harmonies --
the dissonance of us
without howlings
I wash my plate unstained a fierce force of fresh water hits my face the trickle down my leg a flashback of other times of an outside world without howlings of a world free of wolves
changeling
I remember you
your smell of tin
of the motherhood awaiting
I remember you
firming up
I remember you changing
Arsenic and Myrrh
I season my arsenic, let the
Nose carry the burden of
Judge, jury and executioner.I sniff you, the whiff of rage
Turns me. Turns me. Turns
Me on and with a rising pulse
I show you…. my
Back.I season my arsenic, without
Tears and myrrh I carry on.
Chloroform and the best ofIntents
Keeps me
Going.
of Masters and Conjurings
I feel uneasy,
Around you I no longer trust,
The last of time is
Ours, yet here I stand, naked and
Sober.Crying the last of us,
You the wolf,
I …
We; … and moon above.The howling, and the shivering of
Stars, I hurt without bleeding as you
Moan, as you cry, as you find the
Sought after: the will of Master& Conjuring
I wear the face of a dead man
I wear the face of a dead man.
Between the eyes a brow, a
Frown and therein lies the crux of the
Matter, the moments spent
Searching for the truth behind
The scaffolding; the lies, the man
Scattered between the nuts and
Bolts, the fallen hero no longer
Worshipped.I wear the face of a dead man,
Cawing.
Napalm Nausea
I hide behind my veil of
Insanity, watching you
Embrace the cold. The
Lonely path sought, a
Flower crushed by soles
Uncovered and flagons
Littering the barren
Streets. Longing for
The other man, the warm
Embrace of a stainless steel
Cutting. You light the torch
Hovering and my napalm
Nausea finds another
Birth. Like a moth and a fire
Colliding, I rub and you
Reach your point of
Desire. Here be dragons,
Here be truthsUntold.