Life
Oblivious Inquiry
She entered in at my lowest point Amid her struggles, hinging on joint A bond was built with braided strand But the illusion of strength is sometimes sand. Ever-present, when
Indifferent Moon
I don’t know where our souls connect So I look to my heart to feel the effect. But my heart deceives me and litters lies Conceals the truth and clouds
Evanescent Reign
She sends her mignons to deal her death With stares of plasma and dragon’s breath. A holy roller coaster of a woman she sits Hold tight for the ride. Prepare
The Other Boy
I haven’t written much poetry lately. There’s a few reasons for this, but the biggest reason is that I’ve been busy publishing my first book. It’s titled The Other Boy:
Misplaced in Time
So far away she doesn’t seem real Even with logic the doubts still prevail I reach out to touch her but only feel pain Is this love, or torture, or
What If I Awoke
What if I awoke And it was all but a dream When I wandered sad and lost Where your pain placed no decree. What if my worth never lay Cold
Society Rapes
Chills all over as Society rapes Hard knee on my neck Disbelief on my face. Murder feels in the air tonight Oh Lord please help us Flash of badge, then
Two Good Reasons
I would have protected you From your desires Dropped a kilo of water On your burning fire. To have a friendship Till the end of days With someone who fathoms
Casual Capitulation
Can rash reality reboot reconciliation? Can we casually capitulate with no causation? It seems soul sisters have scribbled our sin Jotting jaded judgments with policy and pen. While irritating influencers
Down in a Pit
I know what it’s like to be down in a pit Spit on Shit on Told to go sit Face in a corner Nose on the wall Eyes to the
Existential Thresh
I pissed my pants yesterday Transcendent dance Time to play. Shit myself with no control Demons released Reset and go. Dentition disaster with vacated mouth End is near Nutritional drouth.
A Kiss Overdue
I wanna free fall from a thousand feet Hit the ground so hard there’s nothing left Or get blasted into a fiery furnace Burn up in flames in a solar
Walk of Life
We traversed a great plain My pup and I. Saw God’s creation Cool fog fell from high. We passed a dead roach With broken heart disease. My pup sniffed his
I’ll Be Somewhere
When it all goes down girl And you realize I’m the only one who cared Please come find me I’ll be there. You can pray to God Through our spiritual
Spiritual Thing
Like it or not We’re now connected in some spiritual thing It’s deeper than you or I or any earthly spring. It’s more powerful Than admiration, love, or even lust
That’s What Ya Get
Invisible boundary breached I’m not ninja She crafted me a tool I’m binoculars, he holds me. Look! Now he sees what she wants That’s what ya get You got me
Dam of Tears
Took a hike today Cried like a baby Felt so damn good No black and white, just greys and maybe. Thought about the passing Of a beloved friend’s soul When
Cold Kapok
I sat alone on the side of a road Left there to die. Left there to mold My eyes didn’t blink. My expressionless face Stared straight ahead hoping for an
Foisted Fear
I won’t scarper anymore from your foisted fear As my tormenting treadmill keeps me near. The more I run, the more the belt turns Till eventually I fall with irrational
Vanquishment
Why do you shut-in such a beautiful soul? Everyone admires you, I want you to know. Even the doubters who seemed not so loyal Chose you every time and anointed
Unconcealed Disfavor
All those times I waited for you Praying for that conciliatory chance Wasting away in a caffeinated crater Performing scenarios in a mental trance. A fool taking part in an
Myopic Culture
She calls it perversion. I call it beauty. Art comes in all shapes, sizes, colors, and designations. A photo of a man, woman, animal, or object, if aesthetically pleasing to
Game of Numbers
How many of us would they kill And leave in the streets Were we to threaten their riches? These leaders we so desperately follow They see us as part of