Red Ribbon and Black Lace

I woke up snuggled next to grace and anonymity this morning

A sleeping prince, my fellow of faith

The light kissing cedar

And a strange Fedora

And me, but it’s not the only one

Refracting prisms of affirmation

That beauty still exists

A penniless, earthbound … love

On the ground and way up high

Who poised pink poisons

And tossed them behind a frazzled couch

To spare me from the terror

That boils and boils to scald my eyes

That bends to break my bones

To burn a pair of severed wings

But I never thought that

This        …. Grace would come

Tattered ribbon would join a wretched lace

6 of black and 5 of red

To form a bond

That spits and smiles at hydrofluoric acid

And kicks it all to hell

So it can flow in harmony

Red Ribbon and Black Lace

What a tragic lesson

But what a beautiful life

Psychedelic Silence

You could look into my eyes

And there would be a story

That no one would read

At least I know that

It’s a psychedelic silence

A psychedelic science

People burn it in the fire

Every day

Watch the ink drip away

Like the oil

The story that everyone has

That black mess

That makes you who you are

The one I'd like to know

The one that fuels my every being

The one you'd like to know

But they throw it away

If they only knew

And the heat that burns inside me

That burns my heart

A paralytic pericardium

Vesicated ventricles

Amputated atriums

We are all silent

Time is telling

So compelling

As it passes by

Long to linger

Finger by finger

Walking horizons of the sky

A rose without a winner

A voice without a singer

Say my name in your disguise

Your eye of silver storms

The skies that keep me warm

They build fences I could walk on

And stub my toe on Jesus

And fly among the bees

Yes, dirt and bloody knees

Cuz I want to feel the ground

Where you used to be

Beast in beauty

Stone in sand

Horizons in the sky

The Murder of the Elephant

Please don’t feed the elephant in the room

It chews on bloody beer bottles and reminiscent thoughts

And spits them with a cunning smile

Breaking stitches on the soles of precious angels

And the locked-up nightmares in the den of the Lion

But the lion sleeps peacefully

He dreams upon a lengthy bed of lace

Next to Molly and Sister Mary

Oh, broken angels

But the ladies know

It’s time for them to say goodbye

It’s time for that fucking elephant to finally die

Molly and Mary walk hand in hand

With every ounce of strength that be

Twist and pull each ivory thorn

 With all their strength and might

And let their fury free

Into the weeping chest of the filthy elephant

Piercing like the purest swords

And the lovely ladies fade away to ash

And the lion dies in vertigo

Gerald

The script inside the shadow that follows me like raindrops

The blisters on my sole that rubs against my high tops

Whispers of the wind that guard from my surrender

The voice inside my head that saves my Sweet November

And though I cannot fathom another day alone

I feel as I’ve forgotten you’d never really gone

The miles may pass behind us like yellow strips of memory

But man I have to tell you, they’re much more than just a story

Like golden roads to Oz of pasts I can’t undo

That takes me by the lake; that guides me back to you

If more than pennies in a pocket were branded to my name

I’d glance at the horizon, and wish upon a train

That this shadow on my shoulder could see me once again

One day you’ll finally see the soft and shattered spine

 That binds us to the pages of your paperback with mine

Romantic Bullshit

Like flowers in a garden of a satin silhouette

Ninety-nine big red balloons tied on a blue Corvette

I sit here by the willow where xylem marked my years

I fight to break the firmament- this shallow atmosphere

A sonnet to my secrets that war has just begun

Sickened superegos – no more or less than one

Neurons paint the canvas of stormy nights, they do

Of sweet, tender deception – each dosage coated blue

Love, sweet love, avenge me as words of truth be true

None other can I fathom, but distant thoughts of you

None other can I fathom, but distant thoughts of you

The Elven Queen

The lilies of time

But forget me not

Don’t you know that the colors give me strength

As we cuddle in our cove of satin and innocence

Wilted roses buried

As we start our new beginning

Don’t cradle that scratchy sweater

Thread stitched to flesh

The sun will free us all

And love will free us all.

Knees laced with Earth

Begging to great entities when we question their existence

Pleading with every tear

Lace my feet with mercy

Forgive all those who have hurt me.

Take them to their father

Grace them with a daughter

To wash away the blood

And God, you know I would

But I am merely human

A peaceful butterfly

In your grand and brilliant sky

With a pair of severed wings

But am blessed with all these things

Because I’m still beautiful.

Hamartia

The hell it takes a while

My, my psychotic lover

Shiny gadgets on the floor

That we

We call your mother

And he’s crackin’ on the floor

Every summer by summer

And they tell us he’s a goner

Wait, excuse me

I mean gunner

And he’s crackin’ like a temper

Rib by rib to 45s

Working two days of the week

Bombing  windows on the side

And he’s B.A. as a D goes Jaying at the club

And he calls me on the weekend

Looking for some love, I mean

But not like all those strippers

Ya, that we know

That poker for some stripping

Down at the casino

And it kills me every time that I look him in the eye

Cuz I know that he is straight up drowning in the lie

That says “you’ll never be a boss

Ya you’ll never be at all,

You perfect little bullet that’s been drilling at my skull!

You’ll never be worth shit

No you’ll never be enough!”

But I know that he’s my perfect little diamond in the rough