At Land’s end, a pier, paint retreating. Loud, disfigured music, in devil’s den, ghost under their spell. Trying to fool, the one-eye Jack. Slots and sluts, The beach, polluted, with broken glass syringes, and cigarette buds. No soul to be seen. Except the homeless, trading in empty bottles, for a full one. My younger years, …
Grandpa, wake up, I am hungry tired Tuck me in move, back on your feet please I didn’t mean it Wake up! My tummy hurts tired DOOR is… locked.
Gather the broom, it happened in the confident noon. Between needle and spoon. Cocaine and heroin, bride and groom, Dead always comes too soon. The shot evokes certain doom.
In January still present, the white flower. Winner, I don’t dare say, For the boast and say, well done the rose my fell prey to decay, capricious as faith me ordained, dead at night. I hold your laugh, and my tears.
Dear teacher, you won’t notice me in class today. Tomorrow, or next week. Once you called me lazy, or dumb. You laughed when I almost drowned. You will have fun this day, read the end, and mark this day, I am in heaven, may you rest in hell. P.S. I didn’t get to …
A log on the fire, the dog is asleep. Snow outside. Shaken out of my sleep, nobody must now, the secret I will keep, buried deep, the object of my desire. I have to burn the product off my lust, render her to dust. I never thought I would have it in me, …
Time passes ever so fast. People keep dying in a shrinking universe. Past gains mass, future sinks deep. A crescendo of voices ‘you are next!’ Mind the fullness of this life, the empty void, named death, always leads the chase.
A child crying in the dead embrace of her killed mother. Men lives with sin, cynical, for empathy no place, thrilled by the win, why even bother for each other. Estranged from it’s sin, the life atrocities stage, rotten from within, once a promise, now a goner.
I skipped school, I am feeling school was too hard. No socializing, too hard. Eating, no food, too hard. No boose no drugs, that’s hard. Sleeping, too brief a moment, too hard. One rope, some hope, kicking the chair, new start. Too easy.