Once upon a time

In metaphoric rhyming lines

In a realm where angels dream

’Bout giants off mad’n mean

Dwells our fair princess dying queen

Stay loyal, her majesty’s pain!

...Clouds amass weighted darkness releasing spikes of rain

...Trails bones of heroes marking knighted remains

Littered passage to a goddess gone insane

Only’n bedtime stories dare we whisper her name...

All defeated quest was simply’n open heart to be blamed

For that a boy thought a prince

Could her seduction thus tame

So only a king can be forged in flame

True bloodline to survive such sweet shame

And angels are demons

Keeping spell our queen a captive slave

All hail the king!

Shall his monarchy forth victorious’n brave!

A kingdom brinks on this royal woman to be saved...

Just a punk

Astoria tracks

Leather jacket &

Essential backpacks

Turnstile jumpers

Fascist thumpers

Boots tied tight

For stomping trumpers

Hoods, on a sunny day

But polite most say

Straight on course

Better make way

Astoria tracks

Gentrifiying media hacks

All the palm of their soft hands

...Better back off Jack!

Sun descends beyond

Skylined platforms

Pissed on graffiti tags

Where legends were born

Electric cars

Rails got worn

Astoria tracks

Fabrics got torn

Sirens wail

And pigs assail

A window witness

Tells tall tales

In a melting pot

Subtle stars are born

All devils of Astoria

Adorn no horns...

...Punk dat poetry...

I often think back

And try to reason

That solstice night...

Falling away into

A wintered season

With a spellbound blight...

...We stepped out the car

Her the passenger side

Me, the drive

A date going so well

Never felt more alive

She apparently slipped on some ice

Immediately, there was a flash

Blinding my mind

I mashed down hard ’my teeth

Without even knowing she had fell

I was fingering my chipped tooth

As my ears rang hell’s bells

I rounded the auto

To take her care

Helped her up, but

Felt strangely impaired

...Later there was plenty passion

Two mouthfuls of ecstasy shared

But that abrupt moment of reality

Was so odd, random and rare

...I was her defeated dog...

She was my heated bitch...

And I really think I bedded a witch...

Earlier on that date

We had strolled a

Frozen, Corona Park

Where she picked up frosty twigs

Went on about some stupid rock

I was young

Just wanted to knock

...But I’ll never forget, how

Her power suddenly sparked

-Momentarily casting

Me out into the dark...

...And all through that dream

In tongue, she wailed & screamed

Imprisoning me within

Her swollen, vaginal walls

Showing me no mercy at all

I was her defeated dog...

She was my heated bitch...

My seasoned night

Spent loving a witch...

I perished beneath a smile

So its it’s been a while

This moment pulls

’Gether, all I ever knew

Once scattered to the wind

Gone ’gain searching after you

That befallen autumn news

Did dictate just what to do

A hard truth knifed deeper

As her message ’came clearer

Strangely shape-shifting

Love into secret fears

Softly spoken accentuations

Reverberating their devastation

Decorated daydreams of

Strawberry, velvet menstruations

Hemorrhaging intense jealousy

Of crimson, stained intentions

Instigating a creature of so few years

Carnal passion play

As deadly lust gnawed

Numb ’way such bloody fears

Drowning helpless, those

Emerald setting, Godess eyes

So sweetly sinister, was my

Menacing Master in disguise

Such enchanting enslavement

Between my harlot’s open thighs

Had me staved

Just rightly thru me heart-

Flushed emotion had me resign

I stood defeated & denied

Love left sure a boy to die

Thus I took that last breath

And never ’llowed it out

-Fingered collar throat-

Silence followed muted shouts

-O’ such terror in her eyes

Was my Master’s

Fatal, due surprise...

-÷--------------------÷-------------------÷-

Sunrise after sunrise

Only a glowing illusion

Of turning, burning lies

Just falling & falling

’Till it feels like angels fly....

...So damn, strange now

Deeds done down hindsight

Faulted, vaulted, fading acts

In lucidly endless, redeeming night...

Do horns & horror

Await with prize?

’Cause them some mighty

God-damned, big-ass skies...

And aft’all...

T’was more than random fate

Led me fawning close to you

Earth was less than a dot

Before it rapidly drew & grew

But all life once mattered-

-Now battered & scattered

Obliterated by

Godless, solar winds

All consciousness wiped

Clean, the burden of human sin

Timeless, Blank,

Evenly cold & blue

Many a nebula will stew

Again, my course anew

By the twisted ring of eternity

I promise to return to thee-

-In lieu of any divininty burning me-

Subjective insanity, a cosmic deformity, repeating your reality

O’ Master of my destiny

Ever I a slave to thee

With universal totality

My sweet, darling fatality-

Will, just may not be so free...

...It’s so beautiful

All black & blue...

...Forever & only

Cumming just for you...

I'm not sure what to do with you

You write so nice

Then you suddenly bleed right thru

Got some here that need their space

Don't want you all up in their face

Didn't your mama teach you

Not to be such a disgrace?

What's 'a matter with you anyway?

Can't you connect with our identity?

We're feeling here...

Don't you see us kneeling here?

Zip that offering up...

One too many smutty poem's

Just ' bout enough...

...Social media blasphemer

Holy administrators dilemma...

[This is in tribute to all the poetry groups I've been banned from and all the groups I 'will' be banned from...]

The other day

After some rowdy play

I kissed my hound dog's snout

Got his eye snot in my mouth

I was so grossed out

I panicked, wiping

Vigorously at my mouth

I only just smeared it

Across my front teeth

My blotted smile in the mirror

Added to my sickening disbeleif

I'm not gonna

Describe the taste

But you should'a

Seen my face

It was sticky & guey

Not the ones dried to a crust

I brushed & brushed

Flossed & rinsed

In total disgust

Double checked my smile

And after a while

I settled back down

Upon my lazy boy

Swished away damn

Dog hair from my pants

In door hounds are

Such a nuisance

-Bourbon over ice

-That bitter burn

-Ever so nice

...Then he came

'A wandering over

Wagging, with his

Favorite, slimy toy

Dropped it on my lap

As if to say hi

Licked my hand and-

Actually winked his nasty eye

I made a fist, but

Only humbly laughed

I love that ole dopey hound

But sometimes wanna kick his ass...

My man's fucked up

23 hours of mental hell

One weathered hour in a cage

Where steel mesh separates

A sky he cannot engage

Probably came up dirty

Hopefully offered a screw

The ole fingered birdy

Thought him too old

To still get into fights

But disrespect him

And he gets real tight

Whatever reason, it sucks

Long time out, locked in a box

...Tin toilet

Stainless steel mirror

Wrestling with his sore past

Where nothing ever gets any clearer

...Jonny Cash once sung

'Bout "[T]he meal trolley and

its wicked wheels"

But neither me nor Johnny

Can express how you truly feel...

So let's correspond

We'll fly some kites

Maybe help you dream

With some colorful writes

It's so easy for me to say

But you've a skid bid, kid

So hold your head son

Evy'ting's gonna be a'ight...

Rolled up her sleeves

Started to clean

She just wanted to

Grab her keys

Head out and leave

Shattered glass

Moments happen fast

Picking up the pieces

Of her broken past

The mirror doesn't lie

And make up cannot cover

What's hurting deep inside

How can she ever say goodbye?

She kisses the twins

Softly, atop their

Sleepy, scented heads

Then weeps into the

Confines of her lonely bed

The little ones need a life

More than Mommy needs

To be claimed someone's wife...

...Shattered glass

Another tragic breakfast

Throwing away the pieces

Of her broken, troubled past

Sunny afternoon reflection

Flushing medications

For her depression

Neurotic decisions

Over eating in front of

The almighty television...

...Headlights criss-cross

The evening window

Her hand trembles

Ready beneath a pillow

She shuts the light

Daddy's going to

Sleep early tonight...

...The little ones need a life

More than Mommy

Needs to be a battered wife

With night moving fast

She turns on the gas

Covering the traces

Of her troubled past

She grabs her keys

Heads out and leaves

Two little ones asleep

In cozy piles of love

Strapped safely in car seats

Rearview mirror

Midnight yellow glow

Somewhere she

Can no longer go

Cracked windshield-

Just more shattered glass

Road moving by ever so fast

She'll tend her broken pieces

And mend her troubled past

The desert horizon erases

Memories of haunted city streets

Each painted highway line chases

Her accelerating heart beat...

Please help me

I don’t want to die

I’m more than some

Impoverished child

I’m someone deep inside

Bones protrude

Belly swells

Flies attracted

To my living hell

Mama won’t wake up

What is that smell?

Whole village leveled

Most my family

Wiped out yesterday

Bombs and missiles

From so far away

Found one still intact

Made in the USA

Guilty of being born

Into a geopolitical storm

Suffering war torn

Foreboding & forlorn

Got an uncle

Who’s still alive

Started touching me

When I was five

Now I’ll do whatever

It takes, to survive

Please help me

I don’t want to die

I’m more than some

Poor, poster child

I’m someone deep inside...

Too young, too small

To understand at all

That my insignificance

Is but a speck upon your world

I gather with the

Remaining boys and girls

Reality’s where we play around

In the craters and atop the mounds

Making good our

Trashed, treasures found

But how we all scatter and run

When the sky rips with sound

Mama’s on a pile

A big machine pushes

Them into the ground...

Reality’s where we play around

In the craters and atop the mounds

Please help me

I don’t want to die

I’m more than some

Desperate child

I’m someone deep inside...

Filthy punk-rock screaming fuck

Meeting the horizon with

Every bit of me Irish luck

Counter to a culture where I was

Taught down to be stuck

Slave to masters offering me a buck

Check-been there, done that

Playing victim really sucks

So I got me an attitude

By reproach you'll find how rude

A mother fuckin' attitude

Let me bring night to your day

You won't believe all

The shite I have to say

And I can't feel no other way

Been accused

Of something left

Beneath a social

Fabric to be swept

So I got me an attitude

By reproach, you'll find how rude

A mother fuckin' attitude

Tread lightly when you

Travel in my space

I'd love to see a safety pin

Pierced right thru your face

And I've lost hope & faith

In your fucked up human race

So I got me an attitude

By reproach, you'll find how rude

A mother fuckin' attitude

Better watch it dude

A mother fuckin' attitude...