Feed

The futile age old dream Life clambers for the sun A constant moving stream The rabid and foaming run Expel the curdled cream For work has just begun A welcome sight to feast Pockets full of tendons Crammed down throats deceased The retching sound heard reckons Feed the newborn beasts Unknowing the time beckons Honey … Continue reading Feed

Tinnitus

In absolute silence I hear multitudes Of creatures Mingled screeches At a frequency Just beyond perception. A shrill sound High pitched Pulsating Growing Becoming A deafening roar It surrounds me Penetrates me Resonating In my very skull The commotion of life Keeps the burden at bay And I have peace For a moment From the … Continue reading Tinnitus

Flower Beds

And so it is our day of toilour hands, the soilwhere sweat let rununder the sun In work, digress, settle downstreamearthbound, I dreamthoughts in dire needdesire to bleed I tire, withdraw, let slip my minda place I findto rest my headflower the bed The minute poem.The rules are simple:3 quatrains (or 4-line stanzas)8 syllables in … Continue reading Flower Beds

Death Blitz

Scab over Life Tear off the band-aidtear open the scabscab the skin askewscab to stem the bloodblood the bath in redblood the green and newnew to lifenew with hopehope of chance and changehope of choice and blameblame beyond our bordersblame cast high aboveabove the run of watersabove the flow of tearstears against all orderstears well … Continue reading Death Blitz