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I’d rather pace around Reeling in agony Dragging down the torn and frayedThe remnants of my better half, I’ve badly scathed I relinquish my posture Hunched over and heaving Harshly bruised at the temple By my spent words, so weightless and simple Marred by daylight Cruel Judgment holds supremeAs I chase my thoughts in a…
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Hollow stanzas The carefully gilded verses All that I am All that I ever will be Revisit peril Revisit peril All I can achieve All that i will ever perceive Rushed summaries of heartache My words plummet like hailstones Captive to a boiling current All coming to pass, within my girth Guilt ridden eyes Prevail…
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To whom I crave When all is sullen, melancholy and grave Where are you now? To the shed of blessed verse When my earth is defiled, and shrouded in curse Where are they now? By day I pay homage to her fluctuating form The vision I wield to brave every storm Her elusive frame is…
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The lovers restrained Unfazed by the solitude they’ve gained They instead nurture the soul of their bond Whisking ones earnest emotion, To where the words are also fond Here’s to these honest few At the helm of their romance Fresh faced and new Here’s to an age of foolish reluctance Buttoned down by innocence And…
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He hungers not For what the ocean may yield As his eternity winds down Trudging slow toward its final hour Home Sways atop the bustling tide Creaking and moaning Her bones rusted and brittle Tired from her long way Courting generations shore to shore The man Holds steady at the helm With only the lapping…
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What was, red blooded romance Is now docile, dormant, and framed Distilled by mass In their rosy pink bundles And out by the droves Quiet and stillborn I heave with agony At the armies of rouge Hue, pink Stinking of juvenile infatuation! My angst wrenches every muscle I possess! As fluttering hearts Clog the avenues…
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Squawking buzzards Hang above my rigid frame Awaiting, with a sickly hunger Gathering, massing Thieving of these winter skies Far gone and bleeding Where the muskets bore through Not a whimper in my voice Not a thought in my skull I graciously Die, blissfully unaware It was a fleeting honor For the twentieth Maine Garbed…
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In somber resolve Where she perished and dissolved Disheveled and dismembered For the poor souls to recall With one passing thought I crumbled, grief stricken and distraught All for her greater good Far beyond, what is tame and understood Scorn Wields her dominance, like an iron saber Thrust in me, so I may gush and…
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Our alabaster well Into which we all drain Splitting open And spilling into a greater voyage Our voices All swarm for the same motive Drawn to the warmth afar Inside of our distant and longing kin Dare to send them off Like blind muzzle fire into the night Sprawling its inferno Resonating and burning Centuries,…
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In blessed gloom I stowed away My quiet vessel Where I toil and fray The dreary open Surrounds, and pummels my agony Wretchedly marooned Rotting and enslaved by atrophy This solitude Ive earned Swallows, the fabric of brotherhood Crafting my comfort in emptiness Conditioned, to be blissfully misunderstood I ration this loneliness Treasuring its deathly…
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