calluses can be polished off; crush these hands Lord
this hunger hurts me to the core and I am torn
a cry for help can be tone deaf, mute point is truly impolite
Summoning decency supported by grace, forsaken at the darkest hour
A panel dislodged, a button pressed, a rapture's message lost at source
Hearsay, near miss, afterthought to pen to lips to ears
Rivers met waterfall tinkered down for fool's gold
put this unease to bed doll, I have so much to prove.
Sway, as may the sea breeze be salty so be tears, show us mercy
and this parallels diffuse how simple minded, clumsy even
humans (are) so prone to acts of reification
waving accusatory fingers that exuberated infected nerves
tapped however they may be by stress; by the media and press
ring all bell, shout fire and please DO call for help: a lie is buried just ahead.
If a scruffy ape tucks tail in tow, college sweetheart, school dropout, quick shut-eye
boredom bleeds stale joints, the ache echo to branches ghastly hallows on lonely nights
the catch of words strangled by attitude
can too lose focus, focus can too be lost, can too lost be out of focus?
Intimidation arrived late.
Cracked fingers disrupt motivation,
running low on fumes, tension now dispersed and the drugs are a mistake
The new idols are unworthy of fellowship
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do my agenda abide my reasoning to a T pretty please.
what a conundrum! to rein in immediate gain
Frothing nonstop, shaking and dizzy
villains, new age crooks
evolution has truly taken a darker turn.
gnawing fingertips preserved on ice,
cut the pulse, temper your enthusiasm
pepper the wound and take a bite
A cataclysm erupts as we deceive
the watchtower (ablaze) burns nicely, light vigil
statuary value, torches raised high
elongated arms, spirits and tension catapulted
sieged momentum, sanitary distraction
precaution - homemade remedy, Grandma's recipe knows best
the lump in my throat drops
the flies in my stomach get lit
this disease is everything, everlasting and grade A bullshit
feast your eyes on a fire alpaca as the hallucinations takeover
the slumber itches, forceful lingering on the celling of my mouth
a yawn held is a prayer felt
the migraine to successfully dispel as results swallow dreams
the Gods tempt me, they must be testing me
for the scourge of the heavens has put in my life's chapter
a woman of a different faith in the covenant of my embarrassment
as her cheer and childlike laugh enlarges the room I shrink
we have come full circle and my neck is still stiff due to the heartstrings
restricting my movement, averting my eyes to minimize the damage
the bitter irony of wanting to fight a lost battle anew, a calling for war.
I chew my hand solely because cannibalism would get me locked up (and that ain't cool)
