beguilingly bought

without being told
there awaits
a curiosity
sought
and often
beguilingly bought
in the very
palm of your
hand
held tremblingly
of bridges and roads
and paths engraved
of grooved hills and narrowly lined valleys
of promises and preening predictions
and lengths that improve longevity
but what use of this fortune without the digits
to grasp it?

there lies tragedy

there lies tragedy
just beyond the hills
of stones that dot the
fields of the listless dead

*
whatever rest
that was promised
lays unslept

*
treacherous livingness
slithers hither and thither
and nibbles at the ashes
drying upon the waves
hurrying to capture
the soul that remains
trapped in the clutches
of its cursers

*
mercy be upon
all those who slumber
in the slighted hope
of idleness

ender

an ender should not dread the end

reaper of all, you sowed once too

a guide for the died

what fear is there

for the destined real?

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

you will be summoned

you will appear

be drawn to my wavering soul

suspended above my shallow shell

and dear death

once ago

and once again

 become

enfleshed

budding’s cry

journey to the innocence
of a budding’s tired cry
music to the ear
that softly forgets
what fate it has set forth
what death will take
because he has more heart
than that which moves to see
what pleasure more, stays now distracted

upon those who gaze
on all that is yet to be known
clouding what is known
and does not live
in our lives
if not named

wretched troll

wretched troll
with your slimy scroll

why must you tell me
all that
i must never know?

Meticulously you have written my cursed fall
your flickering tongue my rueful name repeatedly calls

why must you speak of
all that
I must deny to know?

Gleefully my heart, you continue grasping
your vile words in my ear, stay rasping

why must you sing of
all that
i must fight to know?

trampling my fresh grave, you twirl and dance
ramming dirt into breaths of chance

why must you prophetize
all that
i must die to know?

cherried

Note: I wrote this years ago…I want to change it, but I don’t know what exactly I want to change, so I have left it as it is, and perhaps my muse will relent…

 

she sat clumsily against the grimy brick wall
staring straight ahead to avoid my sharp glance
her hair lay greasy and plastered to her face
dark and congealed like tarrish glue
lazily her hand lay open to catch the piercing needles from above
sighing i sat aside her
defiant to remain as wordless as she
to stay still as icyness wetted my clothes
even as the torrent of freezy drops
snaked down my goose-pimpled neck
she lay her head calmly upon numb shoulder
and slid heavily into sitter’s lap
upon her flustered face
stared two crimson-stained eyes
cheeks a blush
lips parted in scarlet
hued tears had lay upon eyelashes
and run rivulets upon her rosy-pale face
cherried were her hands
all sticky with sweet iron scent
she lay there refusing to utter a word more
almost but never….no never her…almost less a little of life
she lay in my drizzle laden arms
drenched in rain and red…

what a waste

what a waste
disgrace embraced

touched the top
wary of the rock bottom
yet here i lie in limbo…
…slowly dying within

suffocation always reveals the coward in you
instead of giving in
you run full circle
back to the miserable beginning

contemplate release
relish in its reason

its                            space

its

     breeze

contemplate inaction
as you wade shamefully
through
defeated
fate

Hell awaits yet another of your stumbling blind journeys.

pink

leaves,berries,mud,sticks,pebbles,snails,bugs,pink

-what’s that?

-pink.

-let’s go look.

-no.

-ohh it’s a baby bird.

-oh no.

-see how it’s big purple veins, closed eyes, sticky skin, no feathers yet.

-hmmm.

-see how it’s bones stick out, its neck is bent, it must have fallen

-ewww. flies.

-you know you could…

-no.

-come on. it’s dead.

-no.

-it’s a secret.

-no.

-you’re saving it.

-no.

-it’s so small. it won’t matter.

-no.

-come on i’d do it….come on just hurry.

-no.

-i won’t be your friend!

-so?

-alright alright i’ll do it.

-no.

-fine then let’s just go!

-no.

-no?

-no.

-no.

crunch