Follow me

Follow me towards the heath
where we will witness others’ defeat,
And pity beggars who weep anew
for war has torn our world into two.

Bassline//Heartbreak

New sensations, felt far and deep within,
Outlined by rythmic pulses.

Heartbeat, drumbeat, bassline                      and heartbreak,
Common experiences framed by the same style of tempo.

Singular notes piercing the backdrop of harmonic unity,
Watch the mass of activity burn bright with activity.

The tempo is breaking  up, beats lost       in the wild,
Help me save the melody,
lest the pulse stops
forever.

Aphrodite

She’s my sweet corruption and the lingering sin on my lips, dripping sugary poison. Her nails are bear claws that tear away facades but her’s remains like freshly-dried paint. She’s got the whole wide world in her hands. Clap for her, kiss her hand, her feet, her jealous heart, pleasure her, steal for her...kill for her.
Always for her.
Her, her, her.
Corrupt me more, my lover my goddess,
more more more.

My tears

My tears have
left tire tracks
on my reddened
cheeks
again
       and again
             and
                    again.

Witch hunt(ed)

Should I stand here now, defiant, and cast myself upon the fires of suspicion, I may blush.

Would I smile when stern faces attempt to discover me in plain sight, remains to be seen.

Could I remain innocent when the pointing fingers turn to gropes and grabs, when I am guilty? Yes, but I may cry.

Bless be, Christian, bless be and bless me.

On the journey home

The sky is cast in the most beautiful shades of pink and blue,
cerise and navy,
night’s embrace enveloping the shrinking city most prettily.

I will rarely miss the rotten streets of the city,
but already I miss him.

I love

I love
her hair of
lavender.
Too bad
she puts me
to sleep.