Tuesday, 9 March 2010

Be Gone Now

You have rehearsed
a gothic spectacle
a pious integration
a holy commodity

where was sacred
in the rape?
Oblivious chimera

you cannot push
which that is tilted

Axis begone

Man Misunderstood.

Damn you Cupid

Guardian Cupid
why did you lie
your arrow aimed too high
and blasted a heaven
made it all too dull

Cupid of the sages
why can't you learn math
and use the forces of gravitational judgments?

Your astrology is weak
why can't you learn
a lyrical prosody?

You amplified sin
as arrow and bow
represents
a
hollow
meeting

Your boats
your ships
sailed
in a sail
that crumbled papers
and ink
no longer
bled

an honest curve

Oh you blasted fool
eat your arrows
and string your bows to your eyes

You know nothing of love
but like to bask

in an idiotic harmony.

Paramour's Facades

It had to be a dried love
too much wetness
means
we'll
drown

On rainy days we can satiate
with only our dried lips
too much wetness
can make
us drown

You can confess
I can confess
bodies work with
confessional
ease

There's a note elsewhere
it hangs
saying I'll drop the kids

saying I'll comb my hair
saying some stones
of a pillar
wrought
all
in a dried
floor

nothing cracks
mud is wet
it hurts
it cracks
like virgin love
symbolized in flesh

you can carry your groceries
I lead the lies
all homes have little lamps

to stars, what do they design?

Closed

One small clue to why I'm upset?

You see this?
It's no question
It's an answer

You said love was possible
an impossibility occurred
with furs and hats
and shoes and lace

and so many battlefields scarred
that made earth somewhat chaste

you called me home
a cave to swallow me

these mirrors can mutate you
as they mutated me

you are not so innocent are you?

Why did you think that I couldn't observe?

Tell him to come out
Skeletons cannot remain in closets
you
know

A talk of high

A wedding dress symbolizes
a love that needs a wedding

sex can obtain some facts
for biological culturing

sex is served on a plate
can be cold-frozen
heated by a tongue
to eat

weddings can be more than a served plate
it can be dessert and appetizers too

No - I didn't get any labels wrong here
it's no necessity to explain

if I shot you there was a reason
there was no personal artifice to hold at the bay.

Tragic loves

I cooked this pie myself
you told me nothing
days go by

we don't say much

I dress in nice shirts
and welcome you home
you seem apathetic

my heart is but trying

to see you kiss
the other men
I acknowledge
is painful

But you will realize
that they lie in games

like mannequins
you dress
to pretend
sovereign

Sorrows Of One Who

Those nuzzling beaks
a vulture's crime
to steal something
that was once mine

Those prying hands
a pickpocket's aim
to breathe life
from whence I gain

Those slender fingers
meant to undress
a resolution
that was not to break

those words
are clutching
a soul
broken

I count some pennies
a bus moves
nearby a tree
is growling

A new house
an exquisite staircase
a bed
to be a martyr again