(2013)
...and now my halo’s gripping To clumps of drying mud So precious His dirt and water I panged for sex with blood Knowing the Law; I broke it
You should worry, Babe; I am coming. I’m on my way; On the Return. That openness you shared with me,
~ PUNCTURE-WOMB ~ Creating pretty holes and lovely h… Making spaces for stained~glass pa… Now sunlit, with vistas of red, so… —My Womb with a view.
I see you, curbside, sitting in th… Making wishes long lost and age wa… still clinging to a derelict dream Know that you will save it, and cl… Every score, every abuse, every lo…
to think without eyes or ears the touch or smell
Breathe with the streets, the dark… A real life night crawling creep. In the fresh hair, you find me the… and more... planning out my killing floor.
You are the catalyst of my purpose… an invader of freewill; A welcome trader, in everything I…
This mouth wide open, trying to speak; over our brute, beating the weak. Some convoluted feel,
A letter written with love not to be mistaken for a love lett… Could all at once, once read end my affair with love. I could at a moments notice write…
When she comes around; She will know, where I’ll be found. On empty streets, with dimming light.
I am hearing the words, those word… “Babe, you okay? ... You’re looki… —I would rather don the tattered c… Becoming cloaked by beautiful trut… A ragged layer upon pure awareness…
Wait a second... Are you saying the cock rose three…
My House; My Castle Crumbling on cue As piece, by piece All comfort; Consumed My halls; My doors
Now is the time to let go. For so long I have been selfish. Rarely attending to anyone, other than myself and my son. If you don’t take care of yourself…
A one handed gift giver; full of e… Could take the tender of a trust t… and make millions. Bury this trust in a mound of pers… and call it a wash in a handshake…