1.4.17
we’ve reached panacea
settled waters in ease
there’s lightness in yes and
humor in perhaps.
this is where we hold hands with kinship.
i tell you,
you’re better off
with me as your confidant.
you’ll dance long into the night
ill greet you in the morning
all warm coffee and laughs
it would be like this
if you let yourself
make the right choice

Ostentatious II

12.4.16
“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 sincere condolences to the casualties of war.

Ostentatious

11.26.16

a better bed than any of the many ive been laid on
where i sleep

your eagerness is capricious
but your hands are shaking.

slow down kid

11.25.16
chosen, bells and i
to taste gold and
come close enough to glory to
be edged between
greatness and no longer human.
deviants with wisdom beyond their wisdom
eyes too small too thirsty
purging our faces of what we can no longer hold.

so we settle.
it’s important

for us to stay because we
left.

11.23.16
quaint combination of fingertips
laced with crow it seems
i must keep one foot off the earth
to feed wolven archetypes
im a master
off-course repetition
hoping only to humm it tame
here
present
ill imagine my insanity your reflection
somethings gotta give

11.22.16
Ive met the orchid man before
the one i plead with- not while i hold you
the one that won’t die
no matter how punctured
stubborn dull sword. she’s special.

even in my dreams
gratuitous acrobatics and unnecessary
back arches.

splitting at the storylines
we’re in this together somehow
i
regain grace in pieces of myself
do you find it this hard too?

radical acceptance

11.21.16
im purging out exhaustion
calling up the neighbor skin
to toughen up
the sweat cold bath feverish in recoils
4:00 a.m bloodbaths
and an unseen need to
cave into good nature

I’m breaking an entering
into my own domain
hoping to gut out the tar from my toes
recover space
and fill it with good fortune

no more war
no more war
no more war

 

11.08.16
I’ve wrangled enough
Granules to keep crumbs
From the inside of my sheets
They now sit, firm formed and
Pretentious. Pleading.
like we all saw it coming
Like signing will make it any better.
Only our growls will
Make true the raw of my throat
Arias to our disbilief.
Your innocence is- kind – Sarah-tonin to my melanin.