Part XV still deafened by the welling fluids, my vision is now under attack from like fluids; tears are falling even though I have commanded them not too – a direct command – unheeded – laughing at me; the poppies take on a new shape…

one last beast to tame you sleep on the sober side of the bed with her snuggled close while others try not to remember

We at the Studio Yo Cleaning up from the show Yo Film was rolling We were rolling Calls were showing That we were blowing up In traffic jams A star lit scams The highway to a better life The sun is burn My skin is…

Running short on time each moment getting way too close. I will not be stopped.

Come to me my delicious dark magic brew! My heart races, my senses awaken to your swirling aromas; reminiscent of late night corner lounges Van Gogh’s Parisian street scenes As I lift you to my eager lips, I sense your power. The steaming heat of the ceramic…

Hour 14 – 7:00 PM   Desperado sang through my lungs. A desperate melody is what we hum. Shy shadows develop a friendly conversation. A tune, a song. Something to hang on. A four part harmony to get things hung. Light sway with a walk…

Take me to higher ground Deliver me from Obsessions Compulsions Misdemeaners and Defeat   Deliver me from long lonely nights From undercurrents of drama Repressions Confusions Disclaimers and Deceipt   Take me to higher ground Pull me from self doubt Intensions Confrontations Manipulators Indiscreet  

Home is no longer a feeling it is my bed and people who tell me they love me without me forming a sentence that bears to question them for it my name isn’t whispered it’s the theme of parties who knew that their hugs would…

Doors were shut Her eyes closed Hands trembled Her body shivered Not with pain But fear.. A voice was heard Low chuckle She had made a mistake The price needed to be paid Warnings were now  remembered But she had already entered Now it was…

Red heels, body balanced above. Red dress, fits just like a glove. Red lips, seething with lust. Red rubies, slipped in the secret of my bust. Red flag, beckoning. Red silk sheets, decorate our night, into morning.