Clarity
There comes a point in a man\'s life
where he realizes it\'s not worth chasing
what he always wanted,
but remembering everything he already touched everything he already destroyed,
reverse osmotic Midas touch
those he let grow within his atrium
until his own insecurity,
made him fear all he was giving away
not everything he already gained.
Man loves to hate it\'s what seperates
us from the female of the species.
My aorta is full
it\'s overflowing with remorse
flying a flag of regret,
silencing the birthright
of guilt from being born,
no more shall I destroy
no more shall I push
no more shall I hide
from what\'s quiety rising like
infinite glory within.
For You. Leave The Light On.
Everything is stagnant
stuck in muddled
since you faded
into the wind of my mind
blowing swirling
dropping shrapnel
viewfinders
sticking like glue
caught in between
the promise of yesterday
lost in the lie of right now
we ran through that valley
hand to hand 9 and 11
broken cynosure\'s combined
sole and soul
never knew back then
I had my truest friend
lost in the tumbling
bumbling rumble of life
fractured within
the sands of time
grainy insanely drained
of what\'s wrong kissing right
fading dissipating till I see you
in the golden pride
of tomorrow\'s death
in my sorrow of regret
we as innocence
shall surely collide.
Hawk Winds Collateral
Where are you taking me?
twine to twig only organic beast
prone to rosy cheeks,
down tight from up trodden
saved not from the character
of your glow only from the
repurchase of vise versa
roughage nocturnal dawn
the killer croons to
carousel origami paladins,
downward facing dog
clamors saki tapered
kites bonded
in the claddagh ring
of sugar ditch
straight jackets
spit pies loaded
with cursed gypsy hokum,
blueberry copulations
bleed into Venetian
marble silhouettes
augmenting the shriek
of your nymph
amber whistle,
sunrise seeds
scratches the iris
of onyxtop crystallization.
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