watching their tongues (I cut them out)

crawl out of my skin and watch me diethe soul is leaping, but my spirit is dryfailed to be quenched by sex and poetryto lay my heart to your lips, to feel the linesevery imaginable high left me lownow I’m lost in a sea of translation and hateof good gone bad gone evil gone suicidalnot […]

awaiting the punishment

I feel no heatI see no lightI hold no loveI sing no songI believe no truthI desire no tomorrowThere is bitterness withinI butter my bread with itevery time I take a breathThere is sickness deepinside my marrowBreak my neck and ingest itMy heart is always collapsedSo drink the blood and be filledWith everything I’ve tried […]

go, die now

the world suffers and burnswith scars never endingI stand backand light another matchone day they’ll understandI may bethe key to ending your painor the scapegoat that begsfor moreyou never wanted to be so freeand I always wantedto be like youbut you laughed, you mockedso I will kill, I will chalk upevery last pint of bloodto […]

Silent Warrior

There’s no expiration date on words Or the volumes they speak when written Passionately and proactively Used as spears against the calvary Swords against the horsemen And flaming arrows into the windows of hate I used to be bullied I used to be beaten But you don’t see me talk about it For what’s to […]

Real Talk

  Criminal minds dance on the airwaves telling the minorities that they’ve come to save all the forgotten, all the lost peeps always a shot away from 6am news on these dark streets you can feel the beat of a glock nine or a car crashing into a stump oh, is it time for another […]

The War Of Poetic Conviction

Convention waging endless war against my unwavering condition arrows of all kinds and sizes fly through the air in mass darkening the sun as it rises tipped with oil, tipped with fire they rarely kill but injure greatly designed to cause will to waver and crumble when the infantry comes later day and night the […]

#OcPoWriMo Day 25 and 26 prompts: Bleeding, and abandoned

(Check out my Day 24 prompt here: https://marylandpoetblog.wordpress.com/2016/10/25/octpowrimo-day-twenty-four-prompt-fantastical/) The surface is still and little stirs underneath the brown tinged waters There’s baby splinters caught in my sweater I’m so far along the clickty-clackity rail of abandon that knuckles dyed with crimson blood isn’t close to a worthy ransom Palette  creates a vivid word painting within […]