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Thursday, January 23, 2014
irrevocable
unspeakable pain
hollowed heart
hallowed mind
restlessness never ending
eyes to the ground
tears are unseen
choking on despair
swallowing heartache
walking to the irrevocable terminus
without direction or aim
Thursday, December 19, 2013
intrepid stratagem
Ace of asphyxiated souls.
King of ominous silhouettes.
Queen of condemned caveats.
Jack of succedaneous hearts.
Joker of riotous whisperings.
One-eyed Jack.
He has seen too much.
The Black Lady.
The mother of all carnage.
Suicide King.
Never lost his innocent soul.
Laughing Boy.
A head full of nonsense.
Flower Queen.
Darkness eludes her quiet heart.
The Man with the Axe.
More powerful than he knows.
Cardinal of Death.
Hurts the ones he loves.
Am I the player or the played?
Wild presumptions are easily made.
I am the proteus one whom the game knows well.
My swollen heart has no place to dwell.
Hearts are fragile records; played and broken.
Forever listening to the words rarely spoken.
My mind is a nomad wandering in the desert daylight.
Minds are naive prey caught in plain sight.
Trusting the charm and beauty of their malevolent predator.
Hearts and minds should stay in the shadow of their protector.
Monday, June 17, 2013
the void
under the bed
in the attic
hiding in the basement
wherever the dark
demonic titillation
born without salvation
waiting...
wanting...
needing...
more
living in nightmares
patiently follows
into the shadows
devouring souls
attacking in secret
raping broken hearts
bleeding...
sweating...
knowing...
fear
gagged and bound
branded for life
feeding on swollen minds
blinded by fire
singed by tears
eyes yearning for light
biting...
clawing...
gnashing...
teeth
mercy withheld
justice fails
ritualistic death ensues
pupils dilated
no more hope
one last breath goes through
kicking...
screaming...
choking...
alive
monsters and heroes
demons and angels
criminals and victims
dark souls rejoice
broken reflections
no light nor dark
none...
can fill...
nor feel...
the void
Monday, May 27, 2013
in our streets
salvation
obligation
consideration
termination
turning tables
lies and fables
life of labels
damnation
sodomite
out of sight
where's the light
fight or flight
desperation
silly fag
stupid hag
make'm gag
body bag
population
hate love
God above
hand in glove
irritation
nasty pig
girly wig
fruity fig
zag zig
convocation
stand up
fight back
lights on
now attack
wake up
right now
loud shout
get out
ring alarms
stop harm
hands and feet
no defeat
guns and knives
stay alive
battle on
before you're gone
kill the beast
don't let'em eat
make'm starve
at your feet
shots fired
fuckin' liars
no peace
make war
look around
at the whores
out of sight
out of mind
start the fight
it's time
femme dykes
drag queens
butch boys
cry saline
twinks trans
bears cubs
homosexual
dirty love
in our streets
every night
gonna die
if we run
face facts
REACT
sissy gun
no fun
in our streets
every day
gotta live
they'll pay
stand up
stand tall
don't run
don't fall
throw bricks
STONEWALL
WE'RE HERE!
WE'RE QUEER!
GET OVER IT!
get out of the box
standing in my room
looking at the disaster
stacks of wasted yesterdays
saved up for tomorrow
for a fleeting moment
I cried and died
no, I only wished
yes, I looked around
wishing I were dead
porter hudson love me
life piled up easily
the music fades distantly
death becomes the option
closing eyes; holding breath
this too shall pass?
feeling alone yet surrounded
depression sadness; creative madness
should I kill myself?
used, wasted; useless waste
no one cares today
where is my hope?
lost in a fog
poison, drowning, drugs, knives
devices all around me
STOP! I say NO!
Breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe
kiss the yesterdays good-bye
live tonight; live tomorrow
hope is a seed
nurture it; grow it
GET OUT OF THE BOX!
let go; let live
sing, dance, scream, laugh
do not give in
have hope and live!
Thursday, May 23, 2013
fractured dream
bridges built and burned
fire across the skies
emergency exits closed off
fully clothed naked lies
screaming spirits whisper truth
drunken soothsayers say much
eyes laden with blood
broken hands still touch
hope is barely breathing
serpent tongues smell fear
love needs more space
the end is here
go home says thirteen
you will be deceived
nine five seven nine
messages no longer received
mercy hides in daylight
keeping scorpions held back
justice holds many secrets
always ready to attack
storms wash nothing away
pain wrenches the heart
lightning strikes the soul
life has fallen apart
wind rushes and sings
soothing the wild ride
never ending tears stream
i have not died
Wednesday, April 24, 2013
song of sirens
cold as a kiss
frozen
at the moment of impact
scorching lips
sealed
the faint sting of being crushed
the intoxicating awakening of my shattered soul
drifting between
fiery walls of heaven
and the piercing whispers of purgatory
there is no time for imagination
reality has stripped us of our ability
to let go and be free
our liberty
at the intersection of this sphere
and tomorrow
silence engulfs us
as sirens
lure our senses
to our demise
caught
skewered
sweet death
resurrection
purification of the demons within
this moment
survives
frozen
at the moment of impact
scorching lips
sealed
the faint sting of being crushed
the intoxicating awakening of my shattered soul
drifting between
fiery walls of heaven
and the piercing whispers of purgatory
there is no time for imagination
reality has stripped us of our ability
to let go and be free
our liberty
at the intersection of this sphere
and tomorrow
silence engulfs us
as sirens
lure our senses
to our demise
caught
skewered
sweet death
resurrection
purification of the demons within
this moment
survives
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