scissored spritzer

take care, should ye wend to tend the vacuum
yond the twilight’s summon

for what one cannot foresee
may soon become thy vengeful hegemon

plotting wicked wrath
upon thy vial of coveted elixir

once, a promise
of somatic sanctuary
spurned to whisker

by the fretful fate
doled out by trimmers
of a phantom wielding

triggered by an arbitrary elbow
of capricious yielding

rendering sadistic shears
descending to a dreadful plummet

poised upon the nigh impending aperture
of fitful flummox

sparing not thy sparkling nectar
fraught now, since did clothe said contents

writhing in the tacky toils
of self-induced syrup-borne laments


call to pause

listen up, you listless bastards

disregard your course of action

nevermind those nosy neighbors

brush aside that bearded faction

put a stop to all the pretense

tell those cops you’re needed elsewhere

step away from urgent duty

disengage from life’s disrepair

distance yourself from the others

fall away from frantic mothers

demonstrate your due discretion

if you would adopt these druthers

shove that geriatric heathen

right the fuck up into heaven

time is of the utmost essence

marshall stacks stuck on eleven

leave the politics behind you

consequence begets no virtue

drop the vape and all its trappings

fondle not that naked statue

situate yourself before me

revel in this allegory

vigilantly heed its message

sing aloud its untold glory

all your life precedes this moment

reap the profits of your torment

ne’er forget these words i sayeth

Byron is a CAT, goddamnit.

wherever I go

i am such a martyr
that i wear a garter
and corset wherever i go

despite my appearance
this candid aberrance
is something most never will know

it might be quite tight
if i’m tied up just right
to the point where constriction is nigh

but such is the price
one must pay to look nice
therefore, i never dare question why

vital, once

the outset

of belying absence

bore our silhouette’s adieu


the erstwhile sword
yet splinters

vital, once

with verdant hues

by our hand
the earth, we plundered

pride would hinder

our resolve

through the vales
where echoes wander

waters well

with thoughts
of you