my lack of reliance
on defiance
has left me askew;
remain fazed,
humiliated to truth.
should’ve listened
to wisdom
I already knew;
my inner guardrails
warned me about you.
alas we moved fast,
unguarded I grew;
vulnerable to your
prolific proclivities
that set me askew.
monumental sins?
nation always in question.
we stood tall when?
when truth was our aggressor.
how do revolutions begin?
remove mask of oppressor.
who’s all in?
rights under pressure.
find mountaintop within?
resistance defies transgressor.
monumental wins?
we the people are the answer.
In her seedy needy way,
lay the man that lead her astray;
his tie on pillow, his unbuckled belt
on display.
How did she end up this way?
Naked and half alive
halfway down the highway.
He traces her thigh-way,
while writing off the costs
of their forget me not getaway.
Does it have to be this way?
Her lipstick mirror looks back
to say, “why is the key to your heart
only booked for short stays?”
electric repulsion
animates
age old fable;
gives life to limb
when odds defy
and raise stakes
from cradle.
Is he alive?
latest appraisal
prescribed off label;
a broken mass —
victor’s monster
lifting off table.
struck lightning hot!
staggers alive,
tries to stay stable;
hears victor’s voice
fret a threat —
“a demon damned
has been enabled!”
body,
no longer willing —
monster’s heart snaps
like breakaway cable;
no return of love,
life’s cruel allocation
renders man disabled.
down by state line,
buy my liquor
& bide my time;
bourbon burdens
at tequila sunrise.
squeezed —
like wedge of lime,
rum & coke thought crimes
that wake up by roadside.
see double & die twice,
head out in front of headlights;
a crossing guard
that dresses up & imbibes
down by state line.
the memory keepers
awaken the sleepers,
give rise to those
lost loves still eager —
to invade our memories
like a seeping ether…
they arrive
as true believers
and all time seers,
peace love doves
that are also palm readers;
holding our hand
until we understand
we’re all keepers.
my apprehension
reaches new dimension,
find self in breathless mentions.
upon further comprehension,
half-full glass glistens —
no inner dissension;
give permissive permission
to just listen.
love is friction,
no matter intention;
it’s an imprecise incision
that cuts into my dimension.
age old day —
out on display,
ripe for dismay.
wilted & pained,
rotten we decay;
life fails us that way.
disgruntled will
what you may;
a deadbeat downplay.
pour in sun —
warmth conveys
your inner array.
breathe breaths,
oxygen mainstay;
live to purvey.
your light lit —
lifts my life today.