sugar
dulcet on my lips
a clever substitution
sake' and cupcakes
dulcet on my lips
a clever substitution
sake' and cupcakes
an old fashioned dunce
in the virtual corner
awaiting release
Shelter our trailers
from laughter and sneering.
Bulwark our shacks from
the cyclones inside.
Shield our apartments
from everyone's hearing.
Cleanse our McMansions
of swaggering pride.
physic overcome
hold me down from the inside
when was this a choice?
battleweary soul
rolls the lonely streets at night
with purple trinkets
craving acceptance
strive to show you're her ideal
stranger with your face
spin me a story
angora reassurance
i'll never swallow
accuracy at speed
tight control balanced on blades
we're here for the fights
intuitive acts
born of my divine instinct
bugs in the program
Bless the child.
Dry her tears when daddy's left her
for another love.
Bless the child.
Tend his wounds when daddy answers
questions with a shove.
Bless the mother.
Shore her up, for she alone has all
their lives to make.
Bless the father.
Let him know that leaving him in
charge was a mistake.
on one fractured foot
limping slowly home for help
go the long way round
stomping and sniffing
wailing "no fair, they cheated!"
candidates' debate
oh holy water
bless this house and make it clean
flush the filth I've wrought
weight of exhaustion
from slogging through loving you
give me some good news
wrong place and wrong time
deceptive reassurance
now can't be undone
incessant strobe flash
desperate sirens screeching
prevent only sleep
Please, soften your visage.
Know that this was well intended.
Bestow your forgiveness.
What I've damaged should be mended.
I'm not asking for a free ride.
Please, show me the way to earn it.
If this must be trial and error,
please, give me a chance to learn it.
My words have assailed you.
It was miscommunication,
but these repercussions
aren't in my imagination.
I'm weary of weeping,
languishing in sunny weather.
The world is in ribbons.
Help me weave it back together.
I'm not asking for a free ride.
Please, show me the way to earn it.
If this must be trial and error,
please, give me a chance to learn it.
cavernous vessel
never filling from inside
utters hollow sounds
rusty and rotting
corridor choked by new growth
I press on afoot
daydreams entertain
consciousness is occupied
nothing created