Category: Poetry

a fractured finger
set to wet sand

scrawling hopes
of quick escape

long awaiting
waxing waters

powerless
to prove its point

stop feigning
lamentations
over a love
that never was

being that you
were never
who you are

for love built
upon misconception
deception
and pretense

is not love
but confusion

and truth
as it is wont to do

will always be revealed
in time

which one should never
dare presume
to overcome
by its merit alone

when i feel
that faint vibration

hearken from forsaken nature

sudden darkness

terror sheer

arrest my person

ominous
are pending horrors

worse than that

unwitting silence

whispered cancer

spitting death

no
i will not
ever answer

there’s no need
to leave a message

you can presage your doom
elsewhere

sorry
but i’m home right now

organizing my states
of displeasure

measuring this misery

calculating the conditions
of my systematic masochism

not so much

in truth
i am detached
from each day

dreaming up
ideals to upload

fervent feels
erode my station

distantly
a life awaits

grant me
for one fleeting moment

anything
but what i am

maybe i can find the beauty
through its bastardized facade

pass it off
in profane pennings

god
i hope this all will end

one would think
decisions
of this magnitude

would prelude
such deserved fate

[pictured: Viktor Tsoi]

to live
by your love

is to die
by your touch

to think
you exist

is not nearly
enough

“thine phenylketonurics
contains phenylalanine
thusly
i thither to
insequistraulipidis . . .”

–OK, SERIOUSLY?! That’s not even a fucking word!!

What
In
The
Fuck
Is
Wrong
With
You
!?!
“{dude↑↑fix that}”

–FUCK YOU!–

none of this “”~oew, hawoant ahyuu ehlisstinn
ehtuu ehmai ~{fancy}~ ~h~u~w~e~a~a~a~d~z~””
obscured blather of epically verbose, vainglorious,
profanely pretentious, pilfered — uh, whatever the fuck
it is you’re doing, makes any sense! It doesn’t even matter!

–Dewd, you need to chill the fuck out, take a deep breath…
…there.

Now, I know it’s difficult,
but
just

tell her you love her.

It really is that simple, mister ~magniloquence~.

“I um, uh, wait – wha?”

flounders nervously

“I, lu-hugh=◘○◙****

………Olive Juice?
………Elephant Shoes?
………nuh-uh…….

oh!

girl, I LOVE YOU!!!

iloveyouiloveyouiloveyouiloveyou.

I

LOVE

YOU!

I

L
O
V
E

Y
O
U
!

IIII LLLLOOOOVVVVEEEE YYYYOOOOUUUU!!!!

♪♫ i ♪ la-la-la-♫-luhhhuhhuuvvveee-♪-you-woo-♫-woo-♪-woooooooooooo!♫♪

I….LOOOO%$#*&” —–OKAY ALREADY!!!

WE

GET

THE

POINT!!!

whispers “i love you, my sweet darling <3 <3 "

<3  <3

 

 

[image credit: Louis Wain]

once
while in the parking lot
at Ralph’s

an indigent man
asked me for some spare change

since i hadn’t any
i told him
that i had some cigarettes
if he would like a few

i walked over to my car
grabbed the pack
and as i was getting them out
he said, “i’m jonesin’!”

to which i unwittingly replied, “i’m max”

[image credit: Louis Wain]

i know
that this moment
has already passed

just as you
in having read this

our past
cannot be undone

but our future
beckons
like the solstice sun

so
i ask you now

would you
take my hand
and walk with me
into creation?

i feel
like an artifact
fucked
in the head

the fiction
of living
has left me
for dead

aloof
and deflating

befuddled
bereft

deflecting
the influx
of feelings
once fled

an afterthought
of indefatigable flesh