Write something Abstruse

Static radio gives me the shakes
Sensitive to light, my belly aches
Red holes infected my suspicious leg
Green water mucus as baby Jesus loves to beg
 
Pill popping dope created a milk dud of a man
The white swans turn black, sacrifice the lamb
Ask for a ride and you shall won't find
Wheels have no fortune, life is suicide
 
Cancerous objects, indeed are lethal
X-Ray's of your rectum, images on her easel
1 month to die, 1 month to live
Make down no mind, maggots forgive
 
The hog & pig dance of June comes to a close
Hatred is heaven as hell has so many pros
The walls open in as your mind is tossed away
Cysts & stones will destroy your bones
My heart & soul have eroded & decayed

 

Walking the night wearing gloves
trailing a veil of seductive lace
with an ebony's song of twilight

As frost lay light as a feather
missing the touch of softness
strange as it may seem

Yet your breath seduces me
as a shadow falls on the dusk
with the scarlet of rising romance

Lusting in my veins for love so true
things that will haunt me forever
walking the night wearing gloves

Shadowed by the memories
with the soft creak of leather
and your hair tinged of snow

The way the wind blows
as if a phantom at day's end
and I alone in thoughts of sin

Provocative as the dripping tallow
like sealing wax in my grotto  
with an ebony's song of twilight

Like a centipede with a hundred feet
walking across my heart
feeling love as dawn opens it's eye

As the portal of Heaven swings
in nocturnal dreams
with thimbles and rings

With a pulsating crescendo
beating at my pulse
as we kiss with wanton lips  

 
 
Your mouth is  
a needle
basting ribbons  
through me;  
 
my skin
a corset
around  
your air.
 
It's hard to breathe  
 
when so  
tightly tethered  
through  
your  
nonpareil  
loom.  
 
I inhale
 
when you  
pause;  
 
or  
not at all.  
 
 

Telephone polls be
cause motorcycles don't have,
doors.

Only my feet too big to fruit  
those that hide in all birthday suits,
those that irritate like mad cats  
or those great big concrete slab hats  
I dither now, which way to choose?  
  
There are things which glow green cloud chutes  
beyond the isle of lamb-like-brutes  
whom, have no grief coz not got mats,
Only my feet...  
  
I'll teach those brute lambs how to toot  
tunes show birthday suits shorter routes
to rehouse those scratching mad cats  
beneath that concrete slab hat, that's  
why, there's nothing here which to loot,
Only my feet...

granny rinses her coffee cup in the sink
screen door screeches her departure
disgruntled hens squawk her arrival
her vengeance quick, dinner secured
a well practiced wrist snap
another rooster won’t announce another dawn
the rest of the flock scratching mornings grain
their pea sized brains not realizing he’s gone
before grandpa can hoe a row free of weeds
a sharp knife and practiced hands
have drawn, quartered, salt, peppered
and floured what’s sizzling in the frying pan
at just 4 feet granny command’s a tight kitchen
at just over 6 feet grandpa knows his place
with washed hands and clean shirt
the nod of her head and he’s saying grace
another day and all chores done
sheets turned down and prayers said
she silently locks the bedroom door
hoping that keeps the zombie fowl from her head

I gave up the spirits
who tell me things

“this world has no common sense”

you say you might be given wings
we cannot avoid
this recompense

choke down my pride
follow the trend

“upheaval squirms in all the cracks “

which way do the streetlights tend
watch the red
flow into black

these feet have left the ground before
I’ll remain in the old oak grove forevermore.

The rabbit in my yard
pulled a shard,
a clover leaf out from the grass
then he blinked and he said
"Come be led
through your own illusion of glass."
 
I knew I had to go
down a hole--
so much deeper, way into my soul
then I heard him say
"Come my way
on this savagely beautiful day."
 
"Don't go!" the flowers said,  
shook their heads
a dewy tear rolled down from their eyes,
"It's really not that wise
to keep on looking to see what you'll find."
 
But then I bade them farewell,
what the hell,
the rabbit grinned and said "Baby let's go
don't you know
it's all there for you, down in the hole."
 
And so I followed him in
felt like sin
then everything came crystal clear
you were near
weaving all your illusions again.
 
So I cried
and cut off the binding soul ties
that we made
in the grave
the place where we used to go play
 
And I saw  
what you said
the words of love that you wove in my head
they were dead
from the start
stabbed an inkwell of black in my heart
 
The rabbit soothed my mind
asked, did I find
the truth behind all of the lies
from your sighs
and deceptively debonair wiles
 
Oh, my life
all your lies
carefully packaged in schemes
fell apart  
at the seams
you never were who you said all the while
 
So I stayed
all that day
with the rabbit inside of his lair
thought you cared
and I dared
to have some hope but all went away
 
And I'll pray
that maybe justice will find you someday
King of Hearts
filling carts
of lovers you've left in your wake
 
Adios--
time to go
back to sleep in the warmth of the den
once again
and the rabbit becomes all that I know.
 
 
 
 
 
 

Blue worm
brewing,
brooding,
blooming,
stewing,
gluing itself to
changing hues

feigning nooses
in seeping thoughts of demons leeching

I digest bottles of bleach to leak, lest
poison stem free in my empty system