Ostentatious II

“and well, I lost it.”

I bite my tongue to not dismember yours.
Comfort and forgiveness are easier said than done
and no
It’s not okay.
Let the guilt hang from your ear like a poorly delivered shot –
you missed the mark. pathetic attempts at sensuality,
your body’s rusted with insecurity.
settle in it, little fish
before you try to play
with the big cats again

let that eere-ring weight down your inhibitions
sassafras roots and mimosa bark
been there done that.
chirp chirp pretty pet
eat off my hand and
feel it wrap around your throat.

i miss-judged your innocence for competency
and lost something valuable
greedy scavenger

i will not. be so foolish.


i’ve been caught in brambles
mistaken a war
for a battle
and laid down my sword. to soon.

i’ve destroyed, only fragments
and have left enough for shaky foundations
too much room to enter
there’s a beast that shows its teeth
King Kong barrels in rampage
Ishmael tells you about their wood
i roll with the punches
strokes and compassions
trying simply to
hold hands with myself.

my sincereĀ condolences to the casualties of war.


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