Heaven and Hell
Love, I will go with you Wherever you’re off to Some say that you descended from cloud nine Word is that you’re not headed back to Trine Some swear you fell from heaven You’re sinful beyond seven Heaven’s sure not...
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Poetry
233 works
Coin toss
Be bold, Die young Choke the umbilical Unborn Unaware Unpunished
Read More →Forwardless
She stood up & kissed me ravenously Would you kiss me like 10% of that when I’m in the coffin, said I Let me rot on the hill top Where the marigold can feed on my fat Don’t cry at...
Read More →am
It’s six am The morning is about to unravel the day The next day, the other day This day I won’t be the daily man The milk man Of a woman who never earned but bottled the breast For the...
Read More →poaching or the voting season
The mortals are voting their way out of it & Atlas keeps holding the pebble, on a rocky beach… Zeus is inebriating the Mary while her son is playing on the cross. Hit the ballot with a pin: Yes, No...
Read More →The Skirt
The first thing I saw Was a flying skirt A skirt in the wind All my thoughts subvert The skirt had legs The skirt was green I chose a name Skirt’s name was Jean The skirt was long and it...
Read More →End of…
If I were to come to the end of the world Would you be there, waiting? Hungry? Unaware That you are feeding your dying offspring with my tit Now an udder? That your lullaby is a funeral hymn? That your...
Read More →Passportless touch
On the curvy meadows Lying The early dew no longer appeared To camouflage his constant tears Her scent is dripping onto him as mist oozing from an immortal memory From his youthful whiskers Grass crept inland, to undergrowth To touch...
Read More →F-Day
The lightness Free-falling Freed Falling Free-failing Friendly failure Feeling the fall as I fly Flying from failure to friend Fragility is flimsy Feel fear Falling Fallen, yet flied Frolic fun in rain Love a fearless lover Feet wet, unfrowned brow...
Read More →Unfriend
I just unfriended myself To enchant my detractors Jubilating at my clicked self loath Friends! Said I, this usb 3 mouse is indigestible to felines So, prey for me, unaware in the network, lounging… hammocking through a dropped connection
Read More →A Long Friday Ago
I hate bugs I can’t stand bug people Cocoons lie Untrue upside steeple Don’t you dare die No, not in a deeply shallow puddle Die, I dare you In a predator’s befuddled cuddle Try it – dying once in a...
Read More →The audience of the hope
I let myself go from the ledge I was born Stumbled into a boudoir The hope was dressed in make-up Five minutes before hitting the stage, The claps were in the pockets ready to stand dusky and dimmer the lights...
Read More →To the other poet
I often dream Of the poet Whose qualms Were wiped by dementia In a vastly unpublished collection Whose neurons traveled Without fecundating us Buried under rubble Ash scattered by the ubiquitous still wind I wonder minutely of them The poet...
Read More →Wombless
Once wombless Death is upon like a testament Marrow of fear Loveless Chants Knees on revolving shells Of walnuts and bone Unwalking legs yet, bleeding Penitence of virtue, of hope Of breaking the unripe Twinkle, twinkle little star How I...
Read More →The Drowning
Hmm… I like your walk, I love watching it The thickening’s on, the ticking is down Tick-tack… tick is green; tick-tack… tack is brown Look, you close your eyes, I open your mouth You twist in my mind, I twist...
Read More →Doing God
I wish, I were, I was impotent While going around the skies Finding a lost god I wouldn’t rape its gravitation into a fallen equilibrium I dream Aroused, I ramble like a thug Poking some random starry saw dust Frothing...
Read More →She
She was jealous not of me She was jealous of herself If another looked at me She could never let it be She killed a woman with her shoe Stiletto to the heart, beatless She killed my will, and me...
Read More →After the crash
I like the way I'm restored in a new window firefoxed by the hounds tomorrow in a new chromed tab axe picking a gold mine Then, Bing to the previous Windows Safariless yet Jobbing.
Read More →No Ar
Está nas paredes Um sonho lento, só, urgente Muito são para ser demente Está nos olhos de meus dedos Dedos que cheiram cabelos negros Cabelos que molham mares gregos Perfume pimenta na íris Doce pimenta na virilha Toma minha mão,...
Read More →Metaphorless
I’d like to fuck mountains in the ass Forcing their lava subside in the liver Cirrhotic and moonshinless To lay in the hammock Watching the metaphor’s last breath with a half opened eye Through the weaved rope Below, where everyone...
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