Saturday, March 19, 2011
FrAgMeNtEd HopE
crossed over the past to reach what it was before
there's a moment when madness sings through the mask of freedom
it's devastating where that infinite truth is gonna lead em'
up the road and back again just to find something to do
still reveling in the old days when it wasn't through
it was life's alarm clock ringing that gave ambition a migraine
the fables that reached grandiosity now fallen prey to the insane
the bible belt, a little too tight, when you hung me with it
calmed down a just a bit when the nightmare lifted
just around the corner I see the ghosts again rounded up like cattle
there's the cowboy killer, the preacher man sitting lead in his saddle
turned against the cold wind to see what's left on easy street
strutting through the fire and clinging to the savage heat
there was destiny in the womb cutting my deal to lose
a king with a loveless court without one choice left to choose
only a fragmented hope left that exudes such litheness
a reason to travel on in the eyes of my adore, my princess
getting back in the drivers seat and clearing the cobwebs for the ride
her purpose offers sanity to a broken man that clings to a fools pride
pOSt PaRTuM pENAncE
hell hath come lately and I braced myself for the impact
saliva and juice from a channel crazed witness kept the lies intact
before each dimension is the underlying seam with no meaning
staggering injustice stood against a backdrop that was leaning
a measuring cup of fury made the anonymous infirmary nervous and shaken
the announcement delayed while in quotations I am again forsaken
an unborn epiphany caused a line to form around the rabbit hole
cauterized by the tourniquet but still blood pours from my soul
the ladies night idolized and fantasized to a point that settling seems unlikely
sharpened the edge of Karma as you spit in my face just to spite me
each glass raised filled with toxicity that dilutes truth to another form
a reckoning that mimics lightning crashing in the eye of the storm
open and wounded as the prayers and best wishes were sent overnight
the battle you rage on but I stick to and keep love in sight
the gifted unbound sitting in the graveyard collecting bones
a crew that chastised each other banding together and casting stones
the circumcision left incomplete for a spot between the injunction
calming under siege the post partum penance leaves an inability to function
a mêlée where the malice was used and held high as if a trophy of war
a broken conscience that still, when reaching for help, seems a little sore
chanting the irrefutable in a duplicated pattern through the centuries
staging and caging drew a battle line but I see only mirrors as enemies
Friday, March 18, 2011
gNaWiNg InsIdE
a calming calamity seals the fate of forbidden damnation
it calls under the voices trapped inside
no place is safe to run and hide
the imperious notion to live again will breathe it's last breath
the sad devotion forms a line awaiting a complacent death
in the night it burns deep and makes you cringe
headed for another relentless binge
a call made to the team set for an intervention
fallen into the arms of an eluded dissention
she knows not the secrets beyond our ancient time
if only this magick could make it all mine
grasping at straws, there is but only one left to pull
gnawing inside and the flesh leaves me full
the touch of her body left passion choking for more
embraced isolation makes me the undermined whore
held in captivated silence
is justified defiance
an echoed memory keeps me hovering on to you
the lust is all that I have left to go through
catatonic episodes
did I speak clearly or were you just playing it off to rejection sister
you played top in an undertow below a fathom of rhetoric mister
the plague spread and the sex was wild but I didn't get any
the ideal was in the arena for combat and taken by many
in no uncertain terms was it to be coded to an embedded encryption
an unjust soldier of passionate dreams is my fitted description
time and again we've stood in the circle of each moment
we still don't understand even though someone's already shown it
it's a blue flame that sets the pieces of what was left on fire
just as the play was made you put it away to retire
incomplete is the unspoken union collaborated in the night
bred for game playing and unable to gain hold of truth in sight
visions of shattered dreams that dance in midnight clouds above
etched in fiberglass was the epitaph of one's long lost love
if you knew me well, then why do you slaughter my character so
if it was unspoken the whispering winds then this rain wouldn't blow
indescribable structures in the mind are built through financing
with a rush on the street to see what pain I'm romancing
a loner by circumstance who can't see when he's near a ledge
not playing the miserable card today I faced the mirror just over the edge
catatonic episodes after I ate of the fruit that was forbidden
and though I need someone's company I always keep it hidden