these eyes
will never fall from yours
as we walk across moons
walk across seas
will swim towards land
float through open trenches
to your arms;
frosting-
level heads bang like coconuts
Tag: Life
feeding criminal
breaking bread
with a criminal
feeding blood and salt
from personal pantries
critters self to self
feeding beyond fill
spewing bones
like seeds from popeye’s mouth
love won’t you be
free from their violent chains
heavy loader
it is not a shocker
to see it all come down
crashing crashing crashing
into a wall
before
we toon out
my hero said
you want to be a hero
a cape in a closet
a mask at the playground
jumping off
a plastic slide
flying like a swing
the bad guys
weren’t present
hands and knees
they begged for change
and they got bills
suneater
they say he reached out and grabbed it
took a bite
and put it back
years before weeks
future tense
was your only sense
so you payed twice the cents;
the river in front of your feet
was too close
could only see
trout in the stretch-
bless these knees
for that jump will be incredible
to chance the ending
before the wicked pending
taking instead of leaving
blaming me for it all
seeking instead of hiding
and i’ll be
long after i pass
igor
transfused:
bleeding finger tips
over your tan washed drum kit
dragging your worship like a rotting corpse.
early on sundays to meet
before wandering eyes can undress
my wishful thinking;wishing
and put her in wolf fur.
i am sorry for missing our date
not one to do that
but
i can’t promise
that it won’t
happen again
heroes rising
trouble is
they have been here
on the street
singing for a nickel
‘this is art’
blaming the system
for paiting a red ‘x’
on the front of their backs
Saint's Muse 