Chivalry An Art...
He wished not to drag her down the road that trepidation has Build for him.
He wore his tattoos like body armor perhaps to cover the scars left from the life of a less desirable memory.
Limestone casings thrown about the floor like thermite filled skeletons, nothing’s coming back to the door.
Even if you could get him to speak, you wouldn’t get in.
Flourished words brandishing the entrance, it’s getting hard to breathe again, the polish that he uses still polluting an already contaminated atmosphere.
A grin escaped his face, when asked, “what’s wrong?” His response always is “Nothing.”
He weaponized all that surrounds him and turned it to rage;
I believe this is done to avoid all of his pain. Now made almost entirely of stone, a kevlar heart the only part left not wanting to be alone,
A part he tried so desperately to keep numb.
Question Everything
Consume! Obey!
...................Enslaved?
Sit back, Relax, Watch T.V.
Still believe you're not asleep?
Work, Work, Work,
For what you owe..........
While the name you claim
Is not your own.
Flat or globe?
Space or dome?
We should know............
It is our home.
Carbon copied,
...............simply cloned.
Playing God,
............creating drones.
Against the lies,
Take a stand.
Start spreading truth,
To fellow man.
With war and fear so
Out of hand,
We must start to love
…........and understand.
Please Remember To Forget Me.
Remember when little blind
love affairs danced my spine?
No one told them my mind
was a ballroom.
I find no comfort in mindlessness.
From a resonant perceiving arose
my understanding.
Upon my awakening I became
deaf to all the silent advice.
Coming to awareness meant
leaving behind my baggage.
I had deceptively disguised you
as contentment.
A farewell, I must now forget.
Writers And Prison Guards...
Incarcerated emotions planning
an escape.
Made to be free, yet caged
In the comfort of silence.
A quiescence mind lay muted,
By language, the original sin.
Entombed by a yearning for expressive exude.
Damned are the description
of feelings, condemned by the need to convey.
No words written or spoke can
unchain you, after all...
They were designed to enslave.
Do you see? Don't you get it?
The greatest secret ever been kept
...Feelings can only be felt.
Strength She Dissembled...
For: R.M.C.
Heavy the heart left to pass unnoticed.
Feign a smile for friends,
or for foes.
Harbors guilt an innocence
un-cloaked.
Deemed herself broken,
Un-fit to be loved.
Veiled by a notion
no one else knew.
Blind to her splendor,
unaware of the way her grace
brought such a strength.
Dare say to her,
A divine credit is due.
Imbued by her spirit,
that enlivened our views.
Infused with a wisdom,
She an undeniable truth.
Soil & Silk
I helplessly watched as you
crawled into the shell that scrutiny built.
Selfishly excluding yourself,
slowly suffocating, immersed in the
deceptions you chose.
Carelessly inviting your doom
in by the front door.
I wanted so badly to warn you
that the departure wouldn't be so kind.
Silently, solace became the only
friend you claimed.
While unabashedly respecting the undeserving,
You baptized yourself in the sins of another,
Then drowned while trying to save
A lost soul.
I tell myself your crystal coffin
brought you comfort,
that you can rest now in darkness.
Breath easy, there are no sights left
to even behold.
Somehow you still seem so pensive.
Forever marked by the cries of her sadness.
Stained and soiled by all indiscretions.
She'll never regard you her
hero or savior,
She'll only push you to
remember your fall.
My awareness
You never had to disguise yourself.
I was aware of the way your eyes felt as they stalked me.
love holds no comparison to the way it feels to be preyed upon.
My kind the perused, we were the sought after.
How rare a breed, capable of unconditional love,
an endless flow of which you may feed your dying soul.
Glutinous intent left you greedily ravaging me.
All the while the mightiest of hunters became weak.
Guilt a silent predator forced you to your knees.
Selfishness the undoing.
you never even stopped to notice all the things that guarded me. While still drawing joy from my bones ,
Asphyxiation became the last thing to remind you
of the emptiness you settled for.
blindly surviving and forgetting how to live.
The chains you thought had kept me here were never even real.
