Whatever comes will come. I have no malice or excitement. No hate, not even love. Just…..peaceful.
I have no thoughts to add to political discussions
no thoughts to add to scientific discussions
nothing I wish to claim as my own
no dreams or nightmares
no wellwishes or Ill wishes
everything just is
Out on the moon
A cowboy rides a unicorn tonight
He won’t be home soon
He’s out for the long ride
He smells of whiskey and wine
Has a beard marking days gone by
But he doesn’t mind
Because he got to where he set his sights
No mountain was too high
And he takes a light
Smokes his cigarettes
And breathes in his dreams through the hazy night
© 2015
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Everything is changing
And I’m twice removed
I want to be a pillar of strength
It’s not my turn to break
I’ve been the broken one too many times
Now it’s my turn to climb
I took to the mountains
On my pursuit
Seeking the truth
Exhausted is an understatement
Now that the abhorrent reality
Has shown to me its true faces
Monstrous, grotesque
An understatement
To the devastation
I must withstand
Without protest
©
2015
Like a body just awakened
In his tomb
In the stillness of the night
My dust coated eyes
Open wide
In the silence of the dark
My sewn lips come undone
The stillness of my heart
Suddenly it beats like a drum
When I blink
My eyes creak
That’s how long it’s been
When I open my cracked lips
My tongue nearly falls off its hinge
Like a toy they can wind
The mechanisms in my mind
The gears begin turning
Behind my doll like eyes
Eternity is burning
And once again
I burden the world
With yet another breath
Just when nature
Thought it had seen to my death
©
Written in 2014 Posted on previous blog
Why yes I am a pompous twirp
How good of you to notice
Would you like to give this mask a whirl?
You’ll rather find that your wings will unfurl
Yes, bingo wings
But it’s okay, you can stick duct tape
Nice and tight, bind that flesh in
That’s right
Remember never to wind ya neck in
it’ll happen naturally
Standing outside the antiques inn
Cooing over pottery cows
What a nice novelty jug to store ya milk in!
Sit inside sun lit cafes
Drinking tea and eating scones
Talking of the husbands
In hushed tones
Bitching about that bitch
In leopard print rags
Still with the shopping tags
And that young lad
Who don’t know how to wear his fucking cap
Ya’ve got it in mind to give these youths a slap
Your husbands too
Cuz he’s been out on the razz
Spilling beer on his corduroy trousers
While dancing to jazz
And to top your day off
I’m being a pompous ass
Welcome
2016
The title ^^^ that’s how stupid some of you sound.
I used a unisex toilet
imagine my embarrassment
when I learnt
it doesn’t mean I can rape the women….
(taking the piss out of people getting bent out of shape over unisex toilets in certain states of America)
people so bent out of shape about what gentials the urine is coming out of in the next stall makes me laugh at you humans so much. Just take a piss and be done with it. Jesus fucking Christ. And most men are not going to go in there with the hopes of raping women. And for the love of God, most men aren’t gonna dress as women just to take advantage of women and children. And for fuck sake you’ve been sharing bathrooms with trans people for a long time. The only difference is some people have decided to make it all a big deal on the left, that trans people use toilets, and the right have reacted with their usual rhetoric. Both sides are a barrel of laughs. I’m so glad I’m not a human…..
The scratching echoes through my skull
Can’t escape the noise as I’m being engulfed
My silent cry barley reaches the surface
Diving in head first, hoping I fell unnoticed
Legs kicking, hands frantically reaching
Trying to remember all of life’s little teachings
Instead all I hear is screeching
As my lungs burst open
With years worth of screaming
© 2015
Dancing shadows
And a moon lit sky
Nostalgic for a lost lover
Cradled in my arms once over
Enduring the bliss from which I once recovered
Making the hairs stand on my neck
Engaging in a lust that will leave me a wreck
Tormenting my soul, in ways,
Only I can know
Treacherous
Hazardous lust under rain clouds
Enigmatic kisses behind a foggy shroud
Moonlight flickers behind trees
Omniscient presence watching from above
Only us and our secrets between the light and us
No one need know we painted the night red, in lust.
2015
Burdened with this
The bull will run
Going head first
The blood will come
Running with this
The world will rain
Hurting, we bleed
The storm will reign
Upon us
This mercy
The needle to our veins
And when we wake up
The warriors in us
Will have been slain
© 2015
