One more move, and,
the forces of
nature's wrathful
ways and means
leading the way to
the bloodstreams
come, to finish
to defeat this soldier
one more desperate cry
against the background smoky noises
swirling voices
pushing pulleys
rending flesh
one more year, of,
the endless sighs
and exhausted humanity
squatting within
the electric fences
around my mind.
Tag: poems
Fallen Domain.
What was that you said to me? How I’ve displayed acceptably, the writer of my poetry, the whittler of my money, my most treasured things, set on fire and slow burning, a fuse attached to everything, a gas tank that’s sputtering; What was that you threw at me? When neither of my hands was empty, […]
Fallen Domain.
Razor-Wire.
You wanted it… you just had to get, you begged for it: a piece of me… and then, that was it – I did accept, the invitation sent, maybe ungraciously… I showed up one day, when the skies were grey, guess you hadn’t been, expecting me… but there I was, plenty of space to smash […]
Razor-Wire.
From: Your Loving Saboteur.
I sent text messages, night after long night, feeling desperate to get, my words across right; I wrote of my feelings, regrets and concerns, admitted the fact, that I’ll never learn; I detailed discrepancies, that fuel the wild-fire, mapped out short circuits, to this explosive Live Wire; I blew up your email, unanswered and unread, […]
From: Your Loving Saboteur.
My Blood Is In These Words. 