sometimes it hurts

sometimes it hurts

but, in this state

even the ache is a welcome

intrusion

 

scars

tiny cuts  

shooting deeper

little spots

bigger pains

bobbing in the waters

of my composition

 

stars

giant octopus eyes

kill it

before it divides

days of fallen black

dig up destiny

we need a savior now

 

sacrificial soul rag

nailed over the knothole

that leaks secrets

with no names

 

it mostly means nothing

fiddle in the rain

turn your squared circles

watch flowers turn black

suck cigarettes on the stoop

keep the beat on the roof

of your mouth

with your restless tongue

 

adjust the dosages

respect the dice

dance if you must

 

nobody cares

 

cockroaches can live

headless for weeks

Reviews

[roarke]

pure, unadulterated, raw feeling. It runs the gamut, or rather makes the feeler run the gauntlet. This piece is carefully, delicately sculpted, much care has gone in this... care is an apt harness for feelings, holds their thrashing down for a minute. Fifth and sixth stanza's here solarize it in the mind. Fine work.

[adytum]

you are a kookla and ollie fan? great work here. I am impressed

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LOL, the ending made me smile..maybe this should be a mantra for all of us who are taking life far to seriously..

[Kenneth The Poet]

A trip through the minefield of the hard life I think. Nice work here.