At sun up I’m done.
Used, disposable, stranger
To all those for whom
I’ve given so much.
I inhale their unkindness,
Exhale pure love, I
Am free, I am me,
And I love my life. No one
Will take it from me.
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Impervious
My eyes turn black, my
Heart grows cold. I am now a
Stone. Prick all you want.
Irresistible
Her devilish grin,
Lusty eyes, tighten my pants,
She takes me to bed.
Hedonist
My pleasure is a
Good and worthwhile goal. It brings
Life and love to all.
Dueling the Dweller
Chronozon’s sigil
Blazes across my vision,
Falling angel is
Divebombing toward
Me. I don’t back down, fuck you,
Dweller at the gate,
I am anointed
Of the Lord, priest of the truth,
I incarnate my
Highest self, arms
And shoulders of oak, my will
Is iron, you can
Never defeat me.
Flash all the middle fingers
And pentagrams you
Want, I know your true
Name and I’ve seen your real face.
Like dust in the wind.
Dust Off My Feet
I offered you peace.
You refused. Now I must yank
Free your thin film of
Protection, shake it
Loose, expose you to hungry
Revenant waiting.
You’ll long for death, but
It will be denied. Your stench
Will sicken most, and
Bring them into my
Kingdom, so that they will make
Peace, and enjoy it.
Garden of Unforgetting
In my journeys have I happened upon
The Garden Unforgetful, thrice did I
Eat her fruit. When first I sampled, learned I
To trip the light fanatastick, no longer
Bound by gravity, the chains were loosed, danced
For the rain. All the overseers could
Not fix me to this earth, for of the sky
Was I born; return to my home did I.
Second fruit, spoke did I in my one true
Voice, as pure and strong, the leader for whom
World ached. With deep resonance I did
Intone, command, withdrew Excalibur.
The last fruit showed me witnesses, a cloud
Kindred, broken hearts, so lonely, lovely,
Awaiting healing and communion. More
Than a year since I visited garden
Green, yet I have found it grows in me, and
Its harvest will soon become my supper.
Fool vs Devil
Fool always wins; he forgets the Devil, journeys onward, Devil dusted.
Doctor Faker is
The same devil that was/is
In my Dad, the one
So terrified of
Being judged that he judges
Everyone he meets.
The condescension,
Wounded, oh so noble, “I’m
Trying to sleep and
If I can’t sleep you
Kids can’t sleep!” Dad stomped, shouted,
And we’re crying. Craig
Was as old as my
Olivia; he had to
Go through that. God bless
Us. So to meet him
In the latter day is a
Trigger to be sure.
Can only dust the
Devil if you can forget
Him; the scars run deep.
I Know What I’m Doing
I am no one. But
I lift my shirt, and now I
Am your everything.
