Civil Disobedience

Civil disobedienceMarching against their sullen grainPublic executions of our citizensThe ones whom systematically resemble our pain Exhibitions of our worst character traitsThe trembling hands with transcribed bloodOutside of the panoramic eyeYet all the same, caught in the seismic flood A taciturn refusal to simply existCheck your feed for what revolutionaries sayBold proclamations & campaign slogansButContinue reading “Civil Disobedience”

Faded Perceptions Of Underlying Joy

Faded perceptions of underlying joyTime weathers away what is trueHard residue of the glittering spoilsReturning everything back to youThe sun bleaches your most preciousSalt-laden & resolving to remainChipped & authentically realBeauty seldom exists without pain

I Want The World To Be Beautiful

I want the world to be beautifulSo, be confident in your walkI’m forever grateful you exist& I love the sass in your talkYou may not always feel itMight not always be your bestThat’s when you come to me& I’ll put your mind at rest

Sheep In Wolves’ Clothing

    Sheep in wolves’ clothing Alone in the natural spirals A delicate peace teetering In a time when hate’s gone viral A profound wilderness With the Shepherd long forsaken Truth & reason at risk With Faith’s foundations shaken Does compassion still exist Love faltering/dreams now monochrome The Devil removing his mask Once he’s comfortablyContinue reading “Sheep In Wolves’ Clothing”

Awake Early In The Naked, Teal Morning

Awake early in the naked, teal morning Still wet from dancing in the rain My subconscious kissing her femininity But the memories remain love-stained Her fingers gripping my shoulders Our souls constantly trying to absorb Soft, low moans quietly evident I’m enchanted by her fleshy orbs We’re exposed in the light of dawn A realnessContinue reading “Awake Early In The Naked, Teal Morning”

We Exist In A Fortuitous Moment

We exist in a fortuitous moment Together in a Summery field Sipping delightful wines Writing verse on our intercollegiate yields They want us to come in from the cold But I’m not concerned about their rules I’d rather remain isolated with you Bosh to their arbitrary ordinances to reign in fools

Let Me Borrow A Glass Of Your Mom’s Wine

Let me borrow a glass of your mom’s wineI get thirsty in these evening hoursNoticing silhouettes moving in the kitchenBefore too long I might need a quick showerThis humidity is slowly trying to roast meI’m soaking wet & need fresh shirtsleevesHer beauty wouldn’t exist without God’s consentI’m merely appreciating that in which I believe

Good Morning, Beautiful

Good morning, Beautiful I’ve brought some coffee to share Bathe me in your deep caresses Make me abandon my laissez faire Intentions have never been pure I exist in complicated ways I believe in healthy love & lust & setting fire to our communiques

It’s A Sparse Paradise These Days

It’s a sparse paradise these days Feeling another season coming on Not supposed to feel like this At least that’s the way we’ve been drawn She’s still the poor pretty rich girl Never could get off the same page Repeated struggles to survive Tripping on my lines; a vapid stage Reality is an emotion detachedContinue reading “It’s A Sparse Paradise These Days”

Surviving By The Bright Light of Day

  Surviving by the bright light of day Pouring coffee directly into my weary eyes Can’t sleep at night since I must remain alert Anxious; trying to hide my soul’s invisible cries Gathering my wits to merely successfully exist Waiting for the other shoe to drop & Hell to begin Tired of cowering away inContinue reading “Surviving By The Bright Light of Day”