Would It Be Words
Saturday, June 27, 2015
100 Poems in 100 Days Part 13
June 27th, 2015 13) Two Wrongs
it was dark
but you saw me
murder
hiding some
accursed cadaver
while I was
to be your
contractual escape
now banished
as the hunchback to
the bells
all for
a difficult situation
100 Poems in 100 Days Part 12
June 26th, 2015 12) Squint
the projection out of focus
though functionally absurd
may seem unhappy
but gladness is found
stitched in chromosomal song
100 Poems in 100 Days Part 11
June 25th, 2015 11) Untitled
the thick distance mutes your charm
growing as barnacles on the morsel ship
what perversity is this?
to meet you would be slippery
when I could not survive the fall
100 Poems in 100 Days Part 10
June 24th, 2015 10) Heatstroke
I love you, in some heatstroke way
but you view me ill, quarentined
in celestial emotion
orb crushing sphere
embrace becomes murder
so I ask you to live long
100 Poems in 100 Days Part 9
June 23rd, 2015 9) Electron
bipolar, obsessed
spinning from one atom
to another
destroying bonds as quickly as formed
faithless to those you come with
your arrival is deliverence,
naked
your departure is torment,
flayed
100 Poems in 100 Days Part 8
June 22nd, 2015 8) Ambition
The throat is ambitious with dreams of swallowing,
while determine to retch up what isn't working
yet finds itself powerless, even gutless
in being airtight, choking
the activities society leaves for freaks
100 Poems in 100 Days Part 7
June 21st, 2015 7) Atonement
Peaches rotting in the fruit bowl
await atonement for the conquest
of their rival
existence is spreading of seed
but requires consumption
in nature there is no foregiveness
100 Poems in 100 Days Part 6
June 20th 2015 6) Predator
The weekend makes for a poor caregiver
looking for parties, friends, concerts,
liquor, drugs, sex
which leaves carelessness on the
hollow brim
of the zero fucks given
Tuesday, June 23, 2015
100 Poems in 100 Days Part 5
June 19th, 2015 5)Lovesick
Oftentimes a heart becomes the knife's sheath
mistakenly the shelter for the crime
in this intimate hangover the body
retches all good feelings
holding tightly to the hilt
when the backwards assassin
rips forth the blade from its sheath
steel's reflection is freed
but you must first let go
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