Amen, I Say. Amen.

Hands reaching out

In earnest for some bread

Anything, everything, that might give them life

The mind does wander

These evasive nights

The heart does ponder

Those forgetful lives

Each attuned to the clicks and calls

Of an obsessive, oppressive humanity

We needed a savior

To keep us even moderately aware of our sin

If not

We would have surely blown up the Earth

And said cursed God as we burned

No man can understand the vain curiosities

Of a species so beautifully corrupt

Gods before us have destroyed us repeatedly

Only for others to take heart in our corruption

We hate man

We hate life

Otherwise, Florida wouldn’t have happened

Or 9-11

The atrocity that we sugarcoat as abortion

Would be the thought of the insane

Yet here we are

Protecting some lives

Slaughtering others

Then it’s no wonder our savior had to suffer the same

So that we might know the name of the right way

Amen, I say

Amen

 

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The Love And Life Of Death

The setting is a late May evening

and the sun is just beginning to wane

the grasses are as green as can be

the warm summer rays touch

skin darkened by the halls of recluses

and eyes drunk on the monotone beat

of a single heart

the horizon speaks to me

in ways no human could ever

color elicits emotion

only my darkest days would ever see

drooping sunset

with patch, see-through clouds

for skanky lingerie

calms me better than any

green eyed, freckled face

powered by an engine

stoked by fire of rejection

I reject the clown suit

appreciate the complexion

of life riding the fine line

life and death, I’ve seen both

lived and loved

both

I never knew

why the silence loved me so

treated me to knowledge

people seemed to refuse

I’m so hot

dirty mind, spinning you a web

of lust, lies

and forgotten faces

all in time

before the moon turns on her heel

and I fall into sleep

till our next divorce counseling meeting