Without effort the pretty ones suggest
Stanzas crossdressing the troubled souls
Psychiatrist prescribing notepads
Freeing my verses at last
Thematically my friends I am very old
Older than Moses gathering momentum
Encouraging the fanciful dialogues
Medicating typewriters cheerfully
Prolifically rescuing all of my obsessions
The sentimentality beneath these lines
Trusting the critical sensed tones
Evermore trespassing the loud voices
Tag Archives: allegory
Song singing Mad
A little louder
Faces turning sideways
Vivifying come on’s
Flowers experiencing stars
I bring you fully to my somewhat dim
And why should I speak light proof
My rants is of the deadliest firing guns
Library cartels occupying rational shelves
Professors can’t even hush my sing
Finger pointing my phantom’d age
I sing because my brain alone is worthy
Pitch sailing my skin it’s brave blue
Alimenting Love
How can I repay you
You’ve cushioned me soft
Behaving this materialism of mine
Our positive science
Dilating with pride
Our unspeakable elbowed love
Shouldering the barebosomed truths
Defining immortality circumstances
Past memories affectionately absorbed
The audible liberty scared to show it’s true lives to all
Starry speckled beings protesting to be remembered
Faith rejecting the disguised jokes
Sentiments of trees bark stalking in satisfaction
For spirits posing with the clearest of indications
Summoning the pleasure of this poem
The light and the dark of our directions
For we are all similes tenaciously bursting with sound
Exposed to pursue every past presents and future
Pathological Greatness
Her soul
Carrying her like a rich pretty lady
Tossing her baby in the air
Her heart is hot metal
Sighing all sorts of sceneries
Passion stashing her life
Her tendons who once loved
Acid acting her thrill
To exhaust you with her thinking
Linoleum sex appeal drowned
Puke and cry all you want
You staticky hysterectomies
Communicate your plastic
Soul pitching your viciousness cleaned
Rattle the keys raping your words
Hiss kissing those who call you sinner
Peck them holy beaks fever pinking with elegant paws
Lady pathological curtain relax your black hair
The communion radiations telling stories blooding bells
You are beautiful God said he made you with wild cells
Water dazzling your grateful centered heart
To rejoice where there is no command
Framing Angels
Tied hissing she cries
Flesh wooding splinters
Mending her masters
Her double starry eyes
Primitive hummingbirds
Secretly laying eggs
Strangling her sturdiness
Angels rumoring to have touched
Bruising their kneeling wings
With their mathematical sexual device
Color shading the bladed assaults
Malice rejoicing in their calculated ritual
