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serrated text of the other
running down purple lines
of this outstretched wrist
elegant and smooth;
likelihood probabilistic hot mess:
the dissonance is real

i am accident
i am incident
i am confused

conferred meaning
meaningful universe
dreams of saccharine dissolution

eat me
fungi gets
the last laugh
tongue pass
over each aggregate curve
wend crest push

skinmeetsbone
ran up the middle
from skull
to small
of back

orange
red
brilliance
thresholds bold slip

in

grip ten thousand tendrils
her white scalp
made known

force dealt until stilled wilt sacharrine slung
lukewarm crushcloud err
little big noises
maybe heard

exist exist blue on blagerd caw
vacuum bore into this fore
head shuttered yet still fed toward

blades of glass laid
to smooth one new verse
over the squirm
sleight of sapiosext

i am finding that
there -really- is nowhere
to get to,
just like Sylvia said.

oven rack cauldron calling
first tall word uttered ever fall fall
The sun kisses the sky good night.
He whispers,  I'll be back after dawn.
I've asked the stars to keep you warm.
And in the morning my kiss will melt your Heart.
                              
                            ~~~♥~~~
By: Keva Minus ©



What were you thinking you little fool?
Don't you know life on earth is cruel?
I looked into the mirror today
I don't know what to say

You look so dried up
Guts are all *******
Into those little knots your mind has made

And I just can't tell you
You'll go to hell too if you
Don't change your mind; don't change your ways.

What were you doing out there all alone?
Don't you think it's time that that was done?
Principalities watch from the walls
If I win will the demons fall?

Can't You just open up a door?
Push me out on the threshing floor...
Help me jump past...this transience, it's no good

If I could just open up my eyes
And have a look behind Your skies
At what's supposed to be out there, I would

Why can't I love You the way that I should?
Would it help even if I could?
There I go making excuses again
Help me; help me with this amen.

I need a new drug to take
I need a new brain I think
This is not something that I can fake

Won't You just show me something true
So that I can start anew?
I really don't know what I'm supposed to do.

Is this that rock that You can't lift,
Just simply showing logic's rift?
Or is it just that I lack the gift?

Is it that this is what You planned?
Am I that vessel You can't stand?
Am I to be ...slighted by Your hand?

What was I thinking? I'm so misled…
I need to live life outside my head
If I was chosen to be destroyed
Then that's how I must be employed

I'm just so dried up
My guts are all *******
Into those little knots my mind has made
If you'd like to take a listen....
https://haschmann.bandcamp.com/track/knots
You were a good man
I wish I'd thanked you more
You never sketched out this plan
Now you walk along the golden shore

Along the edge of the glassy sea
Outside of time and space
One day you'll give us the nickel tour
As we grow accustomed to your new face

We will know it's you right away
From the way you welcome us all
With your oh so familiar laugh
And your West Virginia drawl

And you'll regale us then
With the deep things you've derived
Hand in hand with the author of life
Between 2016 and the day we arrive
The father of my sweet Diane, and Papaw to my kids, has gone on to his eternal reward.  He will be missed.  
He was a terrific father-in-law...and friend.
Hello there, Poetry...
It's been far too long,
This hack has been stuck,
Amidst sorrow's song,

A turning of seasons
Can make pilgrims blue,
The sadness of change
Can be hard to wade through

Hello, Poetry,
It's no one, just me
I invite you, ...come in!
Come set my soul free!
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