Damn!

My written thoughts halted,
A trusted friend abused
from night time overuse,
has run out of magic juice
to feed my passion

Ideas dangling in my head
denied in reality,
give birth to frustration.

Silence interrupted
as I paced about
trying to disentangle
my jumbled thoughts.

A lesson learnt,
never take things
for granted....

the worms tickle as they scour my flesh
I'm getting used to it
but soon, I won't know anything at all

in the meantime, I'll be reminiscing
on the late me and my former life

I was a silly man
unaccomplished
a fool
taking all for granted

and now I am dead

would this moment feel any different
had I been a king,
or world renowned,
or even a saint?

I think not!

tickling worms will always steal the show

Snow crunches where I wander,
The lonesome parade alone.
The prayer for the walk:
My emotions to squander.

I think back, for I am human,
The life I loved and the one now lost.
I left soon after to be where i am.
And only now I consider the cost...
I knew you, silky brown hair,
Emerald eyes, and a body so fair.
I loved you, and I was yours,
And you were mine.

A shadow of what I once was now,
I need to live again, but how?
She is gone, and I left you alone,
I need to keep my heartbreak unknown.

What is happening to our youth?
their minds disintegrating before old age
smoking coke, shooting guns,
demanding freedom like they're caged!

A vulgar mouth on an angel's face.
The premature loss of innocence-
shocking! Shameful - a disgrace!
We can't pin our hopes on deviants!

Seek out the roots of this wretchedness!
pull them out from our minds,
free their hearts, guide their souls
let no more killer be another child

Alone...They are alone...
Drawn together they will heal
Hearts alive within the stone
Beat beneath the steel

Nights of yearning, be together
Days, of learning be as one
No matter what the weather
Have awesome times of fun

Hurt yourself no more
Do them the very same
Call it even score
Cancel out the game

Forgiveness is forgetting,
even for a day
For each one that is forgotten
make new remembered ways

Ive watched you in the day,
Ive stalked you in the night.
Ive tried to hide this feeling,
Because the things i want you for arent right.

I am coming to claim you now...
Imagination just isn't enough...
I've snatched you in the moonlight,
And I'm giving it to you rough.
I feel you struggle underneath,
My fantasy, going in so deep.
I make you feel my pleasure,
As you drown below my pressure.

"wild abandon"

a state of being I have never experienced
or understood
but, about which I have always wondered

are the practitioners crazy?
have their springs popped?
have they stripped their grey gears
smooth and loose?

wilddddd.....abandonnnnnnn......!
(this is as close as I have gotten so far)

what would it be like?

to dance and bay, naked in the moonlight
to bellow bawdy songs at stodgy functions
to snarl and sneer like a rabid raccoon
just to annoy non-practitioners of the art

pink-a-thons

fat and sappy
pageants of pity

ending,
so ironically,
in beseeching prayers

...for more, and more
researching cash!

I see your face
in the morning light
clouded with doubts,
left unspoken
as we face a tempest,
threatening to sink us
in a sea of insecurity.

Don't fell prey to the malign
spread by hearts riddled
with cancerous envy,
trying to lead us astray.
Listen to me and believe,
for you're the only one
who possessed
my heart,
my soul,
my body
all surrendered to you.
Search your heart,
you know this is true

It may not be high class,
but there's value to keeping a spot in the gutter,
to throw your guts up into on a Friday, Saturday, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday night;
Thursday I brush the rot out from between back teeth,
spitting out broken bone fragments,
swirling down the drain with the excess of saliva and blood;
It may pay off to maintain this stance of confidence,
sweeping the room for the sordid affection I crave,
just for the night, just for this moment, I'll be gone before the dawn breaks;