Whisper Three

We all cry at dawns new light
Some that the night was not lethal
They are still tears upon the dynamite
Even if you call dew upon a rose petal beautiful

Boys Will Be Boys

I remember you
Not every detail, but pieces
I remember the toys you used to steal
The courage I slowly built up
To confront you

I remember when you apologized
Told me I could have them all back
You said they were under your bed
In the dark
But it was just you

I remember you
Not every detail, but pieces
I remember the innocence you stole
The shame I slowly built up
To come home

I remember

An Old Flame

She soaked fishnets in kerosene

Then playfully parted her thighs

Now I’m drunk on the fumes

Tongue numb, whispering lullabies

 

I can taste her through the vapor

Hear her moan and feel her grind

As she tangles fingers in my hair

We’re completely intertwined

 

I hear the strike, see the spark

And smile at the games she plays

As my eyes find hers in the dark

She sets us both ablaze

The Phoenix Mosaic

The world shattered

During the night

Cold came crawling

With it’s frozen fingers

The stones bled warmth

Until there was nothing left to bleed

Yet still the cold

Pressed deep its tendrils of frost

Until the world froze

The night turned black

And in an instant

The crack

The crash

The rushing sound

Of the Thunderous snap

That traveled the world

Tearing it apart

She sat alone

In the aftermath and dark

Terrified

Lost

Confused

How could the world

Simply not be

Just tiny shards sent spinning

In the shadow of the Sun

She gathered them

Piece by piece

Through blood

With tears

And time

She would find a way

To mend a new world

To paint a creation

Of her own making

She would become

The Phoenix Mosaic

Smoke

There’s smoke in your eyes

The way they shadow away the shame

There’s smoke in your eyes

Can I fan the coal to flame?

Stages Of

She self-destructs so silently
Never the volcanic outcry of torment
She shakes like the shiver before the dawn
But wilts and tears loose the petals
Revealing salty tears of dew
That seep to surface
So slowly
Painfully

I see you

With your
Scars behind bars
How you flirt with the curtains
Let the starlight flicker
Across the old
A grin to show they won
But there is danger on your quiet tongue
Your eyes they betray
The portrayed calm
Nothing is alright
Your fingertips still pull away red
From the hem of that dark dress

I have handfuls of tears
To wash away the blood
But I’m locked away
Within my own cage
Scars behind bars
Dipping toes into the spotlight
As the curtains slam closed
Just long enough to juggle
Distractions for the masses
So they can laugh and cheer
In the dark

I’m sorry

Reasons

It trended
For a few days
Then ended
Because we refuse to change our ways
Let’s pull it apart
Piece by piece
Paste in the horrible flowchart
So we can bottle it away
This race we don’t want to start
Glorification they scream
Copycats they warn
Let’s go back to the daydream
Fuck the forlorn
I see it in your eyes
I hear it in your voice
Pretty lies create cozy campfires
But
Fuck you
For making that choice!

No More

You pushed them as you passed me

The pacifist

Your hate

Surrounding me in a whirlwind

Of your rhetoric

Your absence of empathy

Burning like torches

Tossed in a bonfire

As you cheered their oppression

 

 

You grip tight your salvation

Bullshit bound with nothing dogeared

You tore apart the Constitution

And laughed as they huddled in fear

 

 

You mock them for wanting equality

While they beg for peace

But I’m here now motherfucker

I’ll be the voiceless’ mouthpiece

 

 

I don’t share their history of pain

But I damn sure understand

These are my people

This is my country

This is our homeland

So while your hatred little hearts

Beg for war

It’s no longer you versus them

Cause I’m tired of trying

There is nothing more to discuss

Load your fucking guns

Ready your fucking fists

Cause now it’s just you

Versus all of us

Holly Rose

She stands with a grin of uncertainty
Before a world of negativity
Then she smiles
Inspiring the desire in others
To stand and fight
Against the darkest hours of the night
To have hopes and dreams
Not inspired by fear
To persevere

To persevere
We will
Take this oath, make this stand
To reclaim our once forgotten dreamland
Hand in hand, until goodness grows
We stand with you
Our Holly Rose

The Fayde

There exists so much more

Behind that sly little smile

The explorer, the conquistador

Of written words, of a certain heart in exile

The audiophile

Who phantoms through the aisle

Turning pages of wizards and legends

As she quietly browses

Through Mogul Diamonds

 

The voice of a rebel banshee

Who awakens life when she sings

Chasing away completely

Deaths carefully concealed yearnings

As tears shimmer beautifully

In her eyes that sparkle

Like calm pools of ebony

 

Hands that have known hurt

That has felt their share of tremble

Still swift to subvert

A gentleman or a damsel

In distress or anxious revolt of introvert

Her soft caress calms quick

The dark discomfort

 

A creative spark that lingers

Lighting the way for castaways

Penned, pinned, perfected by fingers

Dancing delicately to make hideaways

For the world’s outcast creatures

Who are tired and saddened

By the ugliness of societies angry features

 

A timid beauty that wants to believe

The reflected perfection of beautiful

That both the mirror and we perceive

When she stands before us so hopeful

With downcast eyes that disbelieve

Just how radiant an absolute angel

She is to all that can simply see

 

Puns tumble from her tongue

Easing a moment of awkwardness

Taking the sting from the stung

With a wink of weirdness

Even the old giggle as the young

Remembering what it was like

To be free and leave behind the high-strung

 

With a blush, that begs a kiss

Skin that welcomes a caress

The princess of amiss

Carries forth in effortless

Abandon the remiss

Let us tangle in silken sheet bliss

Let the dawn turn to dusk then to dawn

In time limitless

Leaving no need to ever

Reminisce