Poetry · Writing

sincerely, lily

lyin’ to these boys

you were never invited

fell ablaze and denied it

lyin’ to these boys:

you were never invited

wandered the world

can’t trust anyone with a mask on

brings you back to those days we act young

dark times: hood up top down rollin’ blocks

flying high they called us the young hawks

lyin’ to these boys

twenty five and we failed em

twnety one and we runnin’ out of time

you were never invited

stormin’ the waters but you babbies are just overcastin’

sorry;

but not really

the words out your mouth are just silly

yes really

no they aren’t busy

they just don’t want to see your face sincerely, lily

damn

lyin’ to these boys

your the guest of honor

just not for honor

two years will all be goners

you say we are all on a roll

dishonor to the ones out yondor

stay home

you weren’t invited

Poetry · Writing

stars and bars

you’re the baddest bitch

and you know it

everyone can see it

and this is the sales pitch;

stop playing.

i can see the practice

in the batters cage

straight to lights on centers stage

just to distract us;

i’m staying.

this world is yours

a seat for me in the front

my favorite scene i do my own stunts

above the stars and bars;

you’re slaying.

 

Poetry · Writing

brunch

a cheese danish:

all the walls with the same wallpaper

found probably a walmart just like the paint

built in the 70’s, an older building on a newer street

a record among headphones

word processor among laptops

a cheese danish among iced coffee;

an older soul; at this foam party

more cardigans then sentences

yeah, i counted,

counted all the stars on the wall

the phones in hands

waiting;

waiting for tomorrow to wipe away this old building

these old records

but not this cheese danish;

i am gonna eat this

Poetry · Writing

rocks and stars

i wonder why you wait;

on hands and knees

for the rocks to shift into stars

once the star has fallen, it’ll never glow

rise, it might shine for a day

roll around in the mud

but return.

oh baby you’re the star everyone wants

but no one can be

glowing steadily

wishing for a god

to bring your star back

she’ll listen

but not even she

can bring back what has fallen

Poetry · Writing

honey flavor

it is a need

without second guessing or thinking

hands lay in yours

head in your lap

everything on the table

no where to hide

all on the line-

vulnerable;

in the eye of a lion,

weak and exposed,

in the eye of you

i found something new-

safety in fear

fear that this is a dream

a dream i never want to wake from

Poetry · Writing

rating and reason

to hate;

i hate that i see it through these lens

with a rating and reason

never a smile and love.

bashing ripping tearing

screaming what do you mean

down a shallow hall

sending it back like a fastball.

instead of putting up your feet

having a beer

watching the game

laughing,

prison built of habits

guards wearing suits of routine

leaving the building on a scholarship of toxic purpose;

the one who judges

master of soup tasting

Poetry · Writing

blender

it swirls inside me

nothing i can do;

locked in a room and nothing but a light-

hearing the blade swinging round and round

a powerful swosh like top of nike hill

falling;

shaking with floating pieces of a being

i can’t make out

and everything goes black-

falling to pieces breaking bread with an unknown substance

racing the floor punishing like grapes meant to be wine

it’s not fine the blade has spoken

a mango blast

a tango last

Poetry · Writing

caviar verse

jumpin’ off a building with a blindfold on

never feared the bottom when the lights go on

changed my id when light turns to dawn-

and jump;

-battered brain loose feel it ridin’ goose

–sailin’ true never lied or held the truth

—this is that moment it was never stolen (took you long enough)

like what’s up danger

i’ve been waiting for you