WATCH MY HIPS MOVE
WATCH MY LIPS MOVE COME KISS ME
FOOLISH MAN LOOK INTO ME
SNAKE ( HAIKU)
Death
I have gone for miles trying to catch your breathe
Lost left me
Lay death upon my chest
Trying to catch the demon that rolls rust
Timely
Unrest
And a phantoms tale swags
and it drags
and it drags
my face sags
And it sags and I’m sad
Because death waits for me
REFUGE (POETRY)
Where Can I go to find a place?
To mix the trees with the breeze
And the clouds like confetti with the seas
Where can I go to find that place?
Where honey-do drips joys
And every lost soul stayed innocent little girls and little boys
Where is there such a place?
To call home
WAITING FOR YOU (POETRY W/AUDIO)
How long can I wait for you
To see the sun turn grey
Your nights running into my days
Waiting for you
Smoke filled tombs
Eyes sealed tight
Turning over graves
From this deadly mixture
And poison filled perfumes
I die
Waiting for you
To feel my heart beat cold
Pressure building from all the lies that you’ve told
And I wait
While this evil consumes me
My Dr. told me I had a nervous bleeding in my brain
The judge told me I was criminally insane
I knew some of my crazy was from the cocaine
See I’ve had my lover tied up in the basement for, only God knows when
I looked at him and said…
YOU WILL STAY WITH ME AND YOU’LL STAY UNTIL THE VERY END
Crying clowns and morbid sounds
Crows above
And blood filled tubs
Mask and cutting glass
Black moons and poison mushrooms
Empty rooms filled with witches brooms
A jackals tale seeing acid trails
A dirty deed planted with demonic seeds
A haunted trust with piercing thrusts
Gagged with rags and gasoline bags
Heart melting eyes singing cryptic lullabies
Tormented mimes with twisted spines
Sickening rhymes with catholic chimes
A fantasy reversed with a witches curse
A dog moon with hidden rooms
A serpent’s tail stuffed with human cells
A joker’s laugh after its evil craft
A rotten kiss with blood filled lips
An evil moon staring at us from the basements tomb
I bound his mouth with tape
I looked around him things starting to take shape
Shift shaper and hate makers whisper in my ear
I stopped taking my meds and things don’t seem real clear
I rub my eyes trying hard to stay awake
My body trembled and my hands began to shake
My Dr. told me I had a nervous bleeding in my brain
The judge told me I was criminally insane
I knew some of my crazy was from the cocaine
See I’ve had my lover tied up in the basement for, only God knows when
I looked at him and said…
YOU WILL STAY WITH ME AND YOU’LL STAY UNTIL THE VERY END
I have tattooed
Scientology
On my forehead
‘Cause who really believes in heaven and hell
Christians, Buddhist and Atheist
They all lived longer than Nostradamus
To tell this wicked tattle-tell
And Satan is rolling over in his own apocalypse
Hatred at the grip of his fingertips
Hypocrites
They blow fire like dragons torching anyone that listens to the lies that flow
From their wicked lips
And crypts of century old villains
Lay buried with their stories that bore me
I am not angelic and he cannot fool me with religion and broken hallelujahs
And Henna can’t save me
Fire stones rip through my daydreams
Strong holds
Schemes and tactics
Scream
My name
And life never seemed the same
Winter brought pain froze still up against this game
It was an evil twist
Loving you beyond the bliss was a wicked kiss
That blamed him, her and daddy
For all of this
My heart missed every season
I thought it was you that gave life meaning and reason
But winter strayed
And each beat in my heart was hollow and delayed
Bottomless floors
And empty doors
Were prolonged
For way too long
Until winter
And snowflakes
Froze still
Upon my lips
Were a thousand rips
That brought lessons
To this season
“Art hurts
Art urges voyages
– and it is easier to stay at home.”
“Be careful what you swallow
Chew!”
For Halloween I want to be a morphine drip
To let the sun dry me up
And run healing through this broken cup
But there is no sun in October
And the weather is always better after the rain
The atmosphere is clearer
But the environment stays the same
For Halloween I want to be a morphine drip
And sip on tomorrow
And lend out me
And get back things people have barrowed
I want to empty this drip
And let go of Eden that holds on to me with a death grip
The Garden of Eden was not a place
But an atmosphere
And things are not always as beautiful as they may appear
For Halloween I want to be a morphine drip
So I can crawl backwards through my veins
And nod sluggishly off into corrosion
Mixing this chemical with the rain
I want to be a morphine drip
To plunge into this open rip
Keep me filled to slow this painful trip
Drip into this wrought
And saturate every
Contaminated
Delusional
Unclean
Thought
Drip until you can only see the whites of my eyes
Because everything that enters me dies
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