Good In Bed

 

Good In Bed

Thrilling in the sack
Satisfied under the covers
Want to fucking sleep

Ye Olde Farte

Ye Olde Farte

It was like opening a bag of potato chips
clenched between buttcheeks
with a pungent bubble slowly rolling
out from the top of my crack-
a blinding fog of stink.

Shadenfreude

Shadenfreude

My life is a mess
as one can guess
so humor me if you would
listen to my tale
and try not to pale
Trust this is gonna be good

So I smashed my face
on a couch today
Have the scrapes and cuts to prove
that one shouldn’t chase
the cat in a small space
This poem is not going to improve

I broke my own heart
(really not that smart)
but I thought it would be different somehow
What did I expect?
I was bound to get wrecked
Nothing I can do anyhow…

Then the family went nuts
and I ended up the schmutz
(It’s what usually tends to transpire)
Who cares about deadlines
or your ridiculous confines?
I’d be better off writing in barbed-wire

Then dramatics ensued
as they usually do
and I was thrown under the bus
When two people get pissed
The obvious is missed
Your dramatics I don’t want to discuss

So there was a load of wasted time
and assholes blowing up my line
(You’d think I was smart enough to shut off my phone)
But sadly you’re mistaken
A couple’s rage was awakened
Seriously after all this, my mind is fucking blown.

I threw out my back,
how about that?
Have you even cracked a smile?
What do I have to do?
Seriously…no friggin clue.
Unless you’re ready to hear this pile.

I’m so broke it’s a joke
I’d much rather a stroke
Than deal with anything more
But as my luck would have it
buried beneath all the bullshit
It’s no wonder I’m so fucking poor.

So I’m up all night
doing all this write
so tired my body feels like a vibe
some would find that kinky
but I’d much rather eat a Twinkie
and get some much needed shut-eye

I don’t know about men,
oh where do I begin
can I just skip this and go onto the next?
Let’s face it, I suck
and I have such shit luck
I’m almost postive I’ve been hexed

Speaking of hexed
let’s talk about my ex
(maybe I shouldn’t, he’s kind of a dick)
to give him this much
attention and such
perhaps I should break out the measuring stick?

I haven’t slept in days
and I’m feelin’ my age
Oh the joys of morphing into a fossil
Just don’t go digging me up
Don’t you dare, you schmuck
Thank God I’m not yet menopausal

So now that I’m lagging
on this marathon, (my ass is dragging)
I figured I’d bitch up a storm
In hopes that maybe
I’ll get a little hee hee
Shadenfreude has become an art form.

There is far much more
waiting outside my front door
Oh the fun and the joy that will make
As I finally come unglued
At the next friggin dude
Why? Because I’m still awake.

I let out a breath
because I got nothing left
My grey matter is just about spent
Trepanning or horseshoe scar?
Or perhaps a trusty crowbar
To thwart off anymore argument.

Feel free to laugh
because trust me, I have
(I seriously gave myself a black eye)
It’s time for me to go
perhaps sneak out my window
before anything else can go awry.

Chasing The Sky

Chasing The Sky

Chasing clouds with bottled rain

With hope still rising, it left a stain

From bleeding colors of a bow

With a promise of riches down below.

The brush of clouds, fingerprints in sky

Distinguished the patterns of another goodbye

As wind shuffles the leaves from the lumbering trees

Upon the ground sprawled on hands and knees

Scuffling through the rain-dotted earth

Seeking out some semblance of worth

Search above and only find

Chalk lines of clouds intertwined

Woven together, darkness and light

With grey hairs forming the current plight

As lines are drawn in weathered expressions

Life hadn’t given that many concessions

For when one wastes time in the vault of heaven

Time is a bitch and gives no concession

So chase your rainbows through garden hoses

And ruminate over what the prism imposes

For when you spend time gathering your rain

Falling from eyes red, swollen, and drained

Blurred by fog as thick as skin

Never realized that feelings begin

In dreams, a dare for imagination

Love given freely, my heart’s destination.

As the sun dives down behind the firmament

The seasons change, nothing is permanent.

Paramour

Paramour 

The quickening of desire
feeds the flickering fire
raising emotions higher
The truth of heart required
Earn your love-I conspire
Your soul, I want acquired
Whatever transpires, in
your arms I can respire.

The River of Life

The River of Life

Rivers bending like jutting roots
cattails lining the bank in shoots
Water wears on stone
lay beneath unknown.
the gravestone
soul en route.

 

 

Cry Hallelujah With A Desperate Heart

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Cry Hallelujah With A Desperate Heart

Cry hallelujah with a desperate heart
from which all crosses carried hard shall bear
The fruit of His word and love of His art

Prayers expressed as words with an empty breath
Upon deaf ears shall they fail to ensnare
Cry hallelujah with a desperate heart.

Blessings design the escape of one’s death
Feast at the banquet of His praised affair
The fruit of His word and love of His art

Bound to existing in a living death
Sin a folly, with belief one is spared
Cry hallelujah with a desperate heart

Race for His love as it catches your breath
To deliver from the depths of despair
The fruit of His word and love of His art

Belief in Him, you will overcome death
Never shall you find love greater elsewhere
Cry hallelujah with a desperate heart
The fruit of His word and love of His art

 

Love’s Purgatory Veiled In Blue

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Love’s Purgatory Veiled In Blue

 

Caught in your smile, the gentle way your lips move as you spoke through anfractuous teeth
grinding out the veracity through geared gristmills, laden with powder–
with what was left of my spirit, catching on the edge of your words.
Thurst away, my back arched as I fell upon a stalagmite, impaling an asinine dream.
I am lost within a cave of vagary, Adam’s ale dripping from the speleothems
collecting tears into the fissures of my pathetic little heart.
How truth is veiled as it sidesteps my pleading, and still I allowed you to linger on
innervating the fibers of my being entangling within the illusion of you.

I carried you with me as I would time, and I watched the hands with bated breath
as the gnomon found its shadow chasing the sun across the expanse of water
Veiled in the blue, my eyes shut tight against the inexorable-
the lingering answer I already knew within my core, yet still I conceived that hope was a better choice.
Encompassed within you is the essence of every desire in life I collected and clutched to my breast
I clung to the latitudinous invention that somewhere within the brine of your heart, a fragmented spark touched off.
Blinded by the veil, as blue as the South Atlantic, I pressed on and pushed away years of languishing, for it had not.
How staggering the truth becomes whilst in a purgatory of the heart, twisted and tormented by the strength of unrequited love.

Thus, I resign myself to my sepulcher deep within the hollow, dressed in a robe of darkness, disconsolately disenchanted
Caught within the spider silk of the veil weaving through my vision, natant upon the jettisoned subterranian river of my crestfallen lament..

Randidawn

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Randidawn

Dawn
breaks through
the umbra-
Her eclipsing
miam–her fortitude
as she faces discord
risen from ashy shadows
ruminating over the breaking
glow, sunbeams illumine the inherent
delight within the souls warmed with tenderness
she exudes. Her brilliance manifests itself in
shades of color, like feathers upon the skyline
The grace of her generosity as she shares her hues
Like fire, she brands the treeline in iridescent crimson streaks
Awakening those whose hearts are parted by the gossamer clouds
leaving remnants of color imbued within her every venture.
She inspires the daybreak, creating a masterpiece every morning
She is the first blush of early light after darkness had prevailed through the eve,.
She graces the world with tenacity and a will to break through the horizon.