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Cracklin Rosie

Diamond
blinded lazy diamond
transformed for eager honor
proned at eager desire
finish off the magic
all to long with vanish
spreading heads with gravy
touch the hem of resistance

sitting plate that's golden
a baseball cheer forever
glazed onto a tiff or taff
tend to over react
young man with dreams
Neil comes unglued

by each shadow fused
held back pillars from an argument
clever strength to what's self evident
baby's eager to eat fries
a wish a plan to take

Hard to Live

I wanted to die,

I wanted to die,

because I never

got to look into your eyes

one last time

 

I wanted to die,

I wanted to die,

because I never

got to say my last goodbye

 

And its hard to stay alive

when I still love you

 

 

 

Black Thoughts

Rip off the flesh

and reveal the skull

 

make your dead soul;

come to the being

 

be with the lasting

feeling before your end

 

embrace the transition

before the memories fade

 

into the nothingness,

you will become

 

a black,

thought

 

 

Hell in a Cell: Damned to Life

Working with these kids;

I see their pain

 

I see their bordom

and entrapment

 

They are products of poverty

and unlucky

 

They are agressive

because they are angry

 

For being labeled,

for being criminalized

 

But they were desperate

and so they offended

 

for many reasons

 

They need guidance

and help

 

But many people

would rather stigmatize

 

and damn them to a life of incarceration

which is no life at all

 

But we live in system that is controlled

by judgement

 

That is unforgiving;

and those these kids are hindered

 

by this evil which

is exploitation

 

How can we help them?

when the help is not really help

 

But hell for them

Jolly Roger

The necrotizing fasciitis eats away

at my flesh;

very soon there will be nothing left of me,

 

These Bones exposed;

you see what I am really am underneath;

just a corpse needing to be freed

 

I await my day of death with eagerness;

and to be free of this pain at last,

 

Ready to go before the mast

on the ship of eternity,

I walk the plank and join the abyss

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Condemned

Rotting corpse,

close the body bag,

drenched in blood,

left behind stains,

condemned habitation,

burn it to the ground

 

The Dead Shall Walk Again

Praise the dead,

give them life,

put these bones back together,

and make Frankensteins monster,

 

You are their father,

their redeemer,

a second chance,

the will of all

 

the dead shall walk,

again out of their tombs,

out of the womb,

once again alive.

 

And only a matter time,

before the sun shall rise

and night shall turn to day

and the dead shall walk again

 

 

 

Blood Splatter

Open the vein and drain the body of all its blood. That precious substance allowed to completely flow. paints a beautiful picture.

The Dead Cannot Hear

Close the casket. A body too mutilated to be looked upon again.No need to sing sad songs. The dead cannot hear. Just get it over with. This pointless affair and let the dead be dead.