Whirlwinds

A million dames–

I’ve loved you pearly eyed miss

Silver lashes stomping light

Blazing cold war tiles

two cans down-carbonated

celsius- sitting days out.

Smog scoffs plastic plagued

skylines- factories stacking

nimbus clouds, steel complexes

Hibernate daily

synthesizing from yellow

dawn to raven dusk…once more

Your silver tipped gaze

shutters, pale skin shadowed by

gloomy mercury lighting.

Timing a sick slash

more than a love interest

lashes reflect madness tamed

Sept to Nov-ember

sea green tides erode remains

You are a future unknown

Trust in iced bourbon,

Mothers, and wavering faith

loving you is a pointless task

A checklist yet made,

carry stones in your vacant chest

hollow brute guzzling booze

7AM wake

up! tug-o-war sentiments.

conflicted, contradicted.

Childhood battlefields

resurrect- father sailing,

buried perhaps- you are a

Whirlwind phasing me

every fanged regret, mistake

hovering above my soul.