Wisdom Tainted

Thus it holds true; a steady course nautilus man-made percussion of actions manipulate dense framework as starving bird stares through the window educational tour of laughing matter Would like to return home wherever it may be, the road is long and hard so whisper to me feel this sorrow I wish I knew how to grieve without a need to borrow we decay anyway soulful approaches whimper in fear to drums what is loved most? what is hated least? sensing a sensational sensation, I ask am I making any sense? We watch children prey with handgun heartbeats even the devil … Continue reading Wisdom Tainted

one more time

i am corrosive fabulous Satirically rich endemic of impudence praying in ditch to she who found outbound signal forward fallen back into times when we were alive fostered by notions of the young i miss that look in your eye i know it will not spark anew pontificate but do not preach we’ve all driven down this road vertigo sky bursting open in palm of my hand as i face the same as ever was but i am not who i used to be and so everything has dimmed a little i can see rust and the dust wear, and … Continue reading one more time

distemper

distemper roses are too red superfluous violets are too blue a carnivore magnetism and horse’s breath the ravens fled as well as doves the remnant frighten hold loose tongue powder discharge written in smoke end of all conversation ashes of 1861 painted into halls of decadence puling and simpering, this haggard old woman where doth her pride and honor go? into the mouths of vultures chunks of bloody meat regurgitated for the young eat of poison knowledge tainted   image courtesy of Pinterest             Continue reading distemper

low

vertical, this vertigo pulling at lips dusky corners, beseeching. hand-me-down run-around doe eyes, darkness. timber, pine cinders wind the clock upon mantle counting time since before war or two for me, you. This diffidence is feral, infantile. Claim the field reddening grasses tattered flags, satin. linen you lie in hyperbole distance color of indigo weeping softly, so soft, as to capture whisper fine mesh chinois filter sound to only meaning. sagging braggadocio quiet politicos sign double entendre. Where now will your breath go? keep it slow. ever, ever so very low.   image courtesy of Pinterest         Continue reading low

emptiness and cold water

“how cold is the water” she said my answer, far contrabassoon over empty harbor days glazed in bourbon haze temperatures rise fall, bitter, sweet tides bring arctic currents here. she knows the way lingers too long, longingly staring into smokey sea at me, mirrors clouded sun grazing upon surface it is the shadows she fears, darkening “how cold is the water” she asks, shallow breath taken just before chill will bend what you know frozen, we all take our turns. deep is this hurt burns something fierce frigid, space I can no answer her tears slip onto the dust of … Continue reading emptiness and cold water

Missile Silo Silence

air in here, stale a pale fear, clearly of past expression uncertainty my last remaining companion. a fervent calculus upon canvas by proxy, this attention consummates our callous trappings we earn what we learn in scars, a Celtic matrimony to deadly nature exhibition three-fold terror of lesser beginnings have we all become our want insular affirmations contain our containment we, walking in dread burlesque pageantry sup upon marrow, corrosion clenching red flags in armored fist torn by southerly winds I still crave your notice when on all fours hungered by self-hatred unfulfilled aghast and broken by retreat missile silo silence, … Continue reading Missile Silo Silence

A Reading of Hope, Resignation by Jonathan O’Farrell

    Most deeply honored to have my poem ‘Hope, Resignation’ read by my friend and fellow Sudden Denouement​ member Jonathan O’Farrell​. Here is a link to the original prose. https://ramjetpoetry.wordpress.com/2019/04/01/hope-resignation/   Please visit the talented Jonathan @  https://misterkaki.blog/and take the time to enjoy his work!! Continue reading A Reading of Hope, Resignation by Jonathan O’Farrell

Hope, resignation

you ignited famine, unintentional or not.  We’re starving.  That masochistic flair you dearly love to wear finds us indebted.  We are caught somewhere betwixt hope…..resignation.  whose crucifixion is fair  I DON”T CARE  meek resolution and dirty dish water hands.  Your labia doesn’t speak anymore.  I may have Tourette’s of the soul.  There was a dream where my chest was fire and I was choking as something was crawling up the back of my throat.  I vomited a cancerous snake, dying.  It had two heads and our eyes.  I cannot for the life of me understand what it meant. My otherface, … Continue reading Hope, resignation

mahogany

irreverent telepathy soak my sins in mahogany let us invite the morning turpitude waning, decorous choral indignation suffering, a final note hung in hall of disregard phylogeny of manic regret we can fall no further than now place your pawn be wise, condemn us for you will know our fingers are for aching harmful sensations, this kiss unwanted. but i bleed you with ragged breath swallowing holy water imploring death to come and love me, misogyny.   image courtesy of Pinterest   Continue reading mahogany