Metamorphosis

My view has become myopic.
My thoughts  tethered. Once they were boundless sandstorms through deserts; Monsoons backlit by rainbows.
Back in my Chrysalis Metamorphosis takes flight.
Fragile, ephemeral, the warm breeze will partner my jive once more.

Eating codeine makes me feel doper than dope fiends but it's a pretty dark scene when the sickness sinks sin, sinks BRIMMING with bile, blood and sloe gin.

Pacing dusty corners
Excitable due to MSG and new possibilities of being haunted by old ghosts.
No more static nights of decay and red wine.
Let the aging process slow back down, step in time with younger shoes.
fly like a harpee in her prime your corpse in her claws.

Smile at synchronicity, my most dependable friend bringing disco lights to shadowed space.
Somersault with the punches
Spasm no more

...

It hurts on the way back up. Yellow corn red yellow corn red.

eyelid skin pin pricked

yellow corn red yellow corn red

shaking in my bed

red.
red

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I rolled in the rough and now crave the smooth, sacred in my waters, tangled with my roots.

The Black keys

Whiskey
Black  keys
Sunshine through the open windows.
You Me
and
SUMMER
A divine trinity



©2011

Because today I was angry at men

What is an antonym for ode?
I don't know, but I'll lament in feminine sorrow against frustrated love.
you, my suitor, make me choke, same shit different dick.
If only your crime could be legitimately tried, not suffered alone in my swollen eyes, your swollen pride.
She will not suffer me but I'll grow sick and green until you can no longer suffer my stench.
Does female beauty exist in eyes, deeds or hearts?
Mine falls at your first hurdle.
I'm too proud to compete. Not in this wretched contest, for what prize?
A heart I could never possess, a love for which I was never eligible.
If frustrated love is all men seek then let me freeze, relent to inertia.
I'll ape her obsequious lies, posturing in your cold sunlight-
 silhouette of defeat.
the death of my faith in truth, love and thee



©2010