• hibernate
    poetry

    hibernate

    … we ‘ re sorry to interrupt your routine benightedness w / a breaKing extend / d weather forecast alert . itchy , darK clouds have been spot / d mushrooming the sKy above a single , suburbanite home – occupy / d by a mysterious n rarely seen white middle – aged male – on the corner of a quaint n unsuspecting neighborhood cul – de – sac . neighbors here claim that not a droplet of rain has drip / d beyond his perfidious picKet fence . in fact , they say their prayers have been answer / d . this storm , to them , is vengeful…

  • exorcism
    poetry

    bloodline of degenerates

    escape repetition of inherit / d hex before the cocoon / d parasite awakens to Kill host n piss in the genepool , pollute runnel of innocence , forever . meddled toxins n poisons soften the edges of a rough life , quiver residual sin , bury / d , seeps into bloodstream , gentile pleasantries , he floats away , always . addiction pierces the flesh of victims , venomous , razor – sharp fangs pricK / d in tetanus n freed by severing the serpent ‘ s head , only . bullish at – home bludgeoning , blacK bloodletting , bespatter / d wallpaper , crucifix hung crooKedly…

  • poetry

    mimicry

    hands balance my head as shadows stretch in the light then retreat behind my wall of me . hidden from view . empty room where the truth is spoken , but never leaves . groans escape me muting unripe ideas . Keep them mumbled . let them grow . first impressions fade to the last w/ only one chance . electric zizz penetrates through the tirelessly nurtured noiselessness , mucKing my foundation ; I sinK . stolen words scream  for my attention ; but are those words mine ? regurgitated thievery that is forever imitating all that’s been recycled, before . inspiration whisper / d in a voice not my…

  • poetry

    blinK/d

    from higher frequencies borderless vibrations, away from THE third observer, who never judges whose bacK is turn’d towards an artificial trompe l’oeil, a taciturn gate-keeper, who, dress’d in rags, perches amid the pair of foolishly wandered eyes, an unarmed watcher, guardian of a connection lost once it is bombarded with stupefacient stimuli until it is brimming w/an uproar of nothingness and defeat’d, replete, familiarly relax’d, comfort’d in routine, lethargic, sunK’n into a couch conformed to the pathetic blobby vessel, held up on the bony shoulders of devilish brethren, who cackle w/the live (?) studio audience as the flame of your i is blown out. blinK’d. follow n liKe bj draKe

  • prose

    deflated

    the recess bell clang/d n the hallways flood/d w/sneaKers n bacKpacKs n granola bar wrappers, exit doors batter/d n bulged n burst thru, “the levy’s fail/d,” grunts, pufferfish n butterfly fish meander/d thru poky streams that puddled together to form festering mud pits. i saunter/d w/my soccer ball clutch/d closely n noticed Kids weren’t waiting for me the soccer ball, tossing ’round an ol’ pig sKin football instead, n they laugh/d at my “girls” ball n told me what to do to come join them. “no.” i trudged to the desolate tennis court n KicK/d the soccer ball flat. follow n liKe bj draKe

  • prose

    the voice

    from a faint whisper grew a harden/d n hateful voice that crawl/d from the bacK of my head n squat/d at the forefront of my mind n there he has rest/d since the inception of consciousness.  rent-free w / no chores . he squander/d his godliKe powers ; he couldn’t be bother/d n so i stay/d a lump of clay that slouch/d into itself . he was quiet , pretend/d to be dormant n sleep through my childhood . unconcern/d , he allow/d me to wander , naïvely thru the world that he hid from ; awaiting at home to criticise the adventure , later . he had fail/d in…

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