breathe in
the subtle
and broken.
cordial spoken
a true delight.
and fishing
in splashing boots,
such a delight
never saw a shadow
in back of my eyes
and no daring
fleetingly
watching me.....

You haven't seen,
never experienced
this **** pond
I drowned in,
Fly all the swans
as I took my last steps
to hellish inflammation
I still have feelings
and human empathy,
I just wish for this
how to address.....
Not a passerby
to a lonely heart-beat,
Its not your production
and its not easy
to manage
my reflected
of this grief.

Screaming signs
Nimble imagination
Fear of the unknown

Faces of a thousand byways

Mental stagnations
On the back
Burners boiling over

Layered chaos
Far too many
Like bread crumbs

I don’t wanna eat anymore

Unbreakable chains
Grab the bolt cutters
And unlock my true potential

Your purpose is greater

Then any pain
Your could suffer
At the hands

Of the uncomfortable uncertainty’s

That stewed
Wispy saboteur
Unraveling seasons

The constant pounding in my chest

Feelings I could never shake
Riddle me this
The many disguises

That hid my true nature

Behind a Molotov cocktail
The cup
That pinched me into a bind

Outdated projector
Reruns spinning
Without a remote

A flash flood

Of disturbing images  
My clothes line was hampered
Cause and effect

You made the bed you slept in

A heat seeking missile
Gasping
For a longing embrace

Love is
A camouflage
To conceal the factual pain

As the facade slowly
Started taking form
Reaching it’s destined peak

I prefer the window dressings

I see now warm and inviting

Over the old ones
Played out

That finally got REMODELED

You say she's no victim,
just the object you sexualize
and logic is blown
and face-paint of the clown
confuses the parents.
I don't pretend to hear
the whisper of a game
of truth and dare.
Nothing sexually
provocative?
Not to their growing
and innocent eyes
but as the seed's sowing
and skin's flesh lays
You see her as I always known
and a child can't naturally,
be allowed to simply grow.

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Lines that never add up to scars,
its a pity that the way the dither
seems to randomize the beats,
nothing escapes better than blood.

A cheer-leader waves
her pom-poms in your face.
Nothing energizes a battery
better than energetic youth
And cute of a face and
especially of mixed races
and the finger over skin,
My father at 100 meter run,
was absent despite the applause
and the pies are hot in the oven,
but I'm now too tired to eat......