75 and moving to last page
time to clear an empty nest
just accept the final stage
then  throw away the rest.

Dumpster in the driveway
collects my broken dreams
books bought never read
nothing as it ever seems.

Guitars and keyboards tossed
lyrics forgotten as stutters
all my words are dead lost
poems die in wet gutters.

I will feel your lips
send me on my way
beyond life's blips
and the day to day.

The devil checks hell's manifest
every day looking for my name.
The mortal sins never confessed,
unrepentant sins of my shame.

God keeps me unto Himself.
He knows my romantic heart,
My ideals are always top shelf.
Put the horse before the cart.

Innocent kids defiled
by adored self styled
monsters of the young
always forked tongue.

I drink Your Chardonnay blood
I eat Your Triscut ******* flesh
flush my sins in my holy flood
Still say small prayers. God bless.

Cousin Mike more than a brother over years.
You had *** at 14. I kissed them made them cry.
Wyoming was roaming with eager wet tears.
You broke your heart and used ***** to die.

Not a poem or tradition
just if only perdition
my end of world lover
kiss bye as we smother.

You mean that much to me
   more than I could ever be
   even rhymes at odd times
   committed our tiny crimes
   books, food, truth's lies
   always holster my alibis.

We all thank our sacred gods
we're living the American dream.
Our slums are better than the others
less disease more milking mothers.
Irish, Italian, German, English all
came through Ellis Island hoping
for tickets to a better maybe place
looking for the better opportunity.

Break wind, break promises,
break hearts but never ever
break Sacred Marriage Vows!
All the gods will have cows...
All kittens will die I swear on a
bible made in communist China.

Each and everyone I knew
I'm blistered in my grave
cold earth warms my blue
lie dead wait to be saved.

We're drowning in lies
innuendo and suicides.
Lift us above the fatality
rearrange our dark reality.

I love our weeping shame
the edge of suicide's game.
Closing time once again
last chance for mortal sin.
See you in the piano keys
haunting dreams please.

Vinyl lover named Susan Tucker
the first girl I kissed and missed.
I blow her up she lets me **** her
she yearns for me she can't resist.

Bottle thuds
cap clatters
Drink the suds
nothing matters.
Bathroom sounds
destroy fantasies
no decent bounds
marriage freeze.

Hungover on a bench
in our own Eden Park
smell of the beauty sins
from screams in the dark.
Pretend marriage in flight
never able to lose the night.

Your flesh so inviting
  but we kept on fighting
  ******* until I was bored.
  Lust beheaded by my sword.

Am I your lover?
Or pretend Mother?
Criticize and flatter
find war's splatter
on the kitchen wall
wake in shame all.
Perfect hair perfected
my children neglected.
We'll always own stain
and confused love pain.

I'll let my bladder
leak and explode,
ignore the sirens'
song from a road.

Hormones
pheromones
sexting on our
cell phones.

Calling from
a phone booth
talking for hours
Love is our proof.

Death is the forever
no clocks or never.
No pesky calendar
no future or past
no appointments
no nagging or
disappointments
forever no more.

I offer my feeding tube,
unintelligable prophet
welcome the **** ****
better than just the spit.

Two lovers court you
give you sweets and all
the lust you would want
peg, hole or blow up doll.

We live
then die
we laugh
and cry
wonder why
still try
to pray
for a day
He comes again
we answer sin.

My conscience is a loud cat.
Quincy wants this and that.
Always now never in a bit
3am wakes me up, the ****.

Love is splendid!
Love is never ended.
Lust soars above
mocking her love.

Is there any other kind
young without any clues?
I'm a Helen Keller blind
off key singing the blues.
Fire's desire demands touch
forbidden by all I've heard.
West Side Story is too much.
I Love You forever my word.

Vows

  We'll be together
  forever lusting
  8 children mother
  forever trusting
  life is many fears
  house of mirrors
  reflecting tears
  many rough years

I'll go to hell on an escalator
**** all the god's elevator.
Nobody pushes button HELL.
In the end it's just as well.

If I ****** you into
a loveless marriage
with a child or two
frozen baby carriage.

The body aches still
yearns for your touch
day to day until
I fear cage's clutch.

I died. Doesn't matter how.
Behind a ***** or a plow
Don't kneel at my grave
sing loud hallelujah brave.
My life has been a dying
of the broke vows lying.

Some die in pain
others in soft rain
of kind Morphine.
Look alive machine
gives the false hope
a pretend tree rope
church choir swinging
from ugly trees singing.

I'm dead desert skulls
listening for living  calls
to arms the second coming
warriors hymns humming
Eat the rich raise the dead
take a Xanax and off to bed.
In morning's light  I blink
in secret dream black ink.

Somewhere near puberty
corner of nuns and set me free
I blew up my past for tomorrow
drown guilt in beer and sorrow.
God please forgive my lust
and give me more to borrow.

I live in Van Gogh's
mad sky of midnight
dance with the ******
settle in our delight.

I keep scarring my heart
with scabs from my tears.
I keep playing my part
for too many years.

The beast blood red Lust
demands a proper fight
**** honesty and trust,
the moon is full tonight.
Shadows die at midnight
troubled dreams of flight
we always die indifferent
like the disobeying kite.

Born in a coal mine town
rarely up mostly down
into a dead cold hell
make a living in a well.

I talked my way
into your broke
smile and *******
Mr. happy woke
tall at attention
the rarest *******
my sweet affection
another misdirection.

Flash of light
blinding night.
Sounds astound
everything caves
explodes insane
death is blind.

A puzzle of lovers at a party
million pieces broken mirrors
matches will set them free
otherwise there's only tears.

The second hand
drags its clock
hour glass sand
to our desert rock
ancient wind land.

I drove to Boston with
  a teacher and a dealer
  and a snake oil healer,
  left family like trash
  burned it down to ash
  in a lightening flash
  shrinks passed me on
  one to another ******
  to stay inside my mind
  and they rob me blind
  calm before the storm
  world's fabric is torn
  hear God's heart beat
  feel hell's cruel heat
  the panic attack I have
  a bus stop on Mass Ave.
  I walk miles to my womb
  my tiny safe attic room.

It dies in neglect
no night kiss notion.
Broke sacred vows
lost in time's ocean.

We filled a bathtub with gin
then we drank it bone dry.
Next day we did it again.
You left and made me cry.

The entity is broke
love is never easy.
Pretty but choke
on my ******.

Who do
voodoo
you do
I do too.
We all do
the voodoo.

I dragged you naked
from the tiny womb
nothings just sacred
make our bedroom
after years of winter
on our Honeymoon.

Try again or slit your throat
the easy way out all she wrote.
Round here we just shake hands
enough to make promises stand.

I arrived on time
through tiny slit
of slickest slime
***** a tiny bit.