Saturday, March 19, 2011

FrAgMeNtEd HopE

came home to a place that you didn't dwell anymore

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


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

laying against reality, our fantasy turns into frustration

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

I'm the joke

my life