6/25/2012

Throwing up again,
Just sick with nerves,
Sleepless and recovering,
It is not what he deserves,
Love comes and goes,
So he keeps walking,
Watching every root,
Shriviling in his decay,
Another round,
Forcing its way up,
Vomit just dripping,
Sticking to the toilet,
And sadness setting in,
So he keeps walking,
Dealing with it,
One day at a time,
Like a man should.

A Very Unhappy Fellow

He buys another drink
Just to waste his life away
Sipping on gin and thinking
Who even wants to live anyways
Finishes and orders another
His addiction gets the better
Gin and juice to heal the soul
Became his motto years ago
Finishes and orders another
Slipping through his night
One gulp at a time, true
Talking to anyone he sees tonight
They pity the animal every time
But they buy one for him
So that he can make the climb
He is crying about his life
His grown children and dying wife
This is how he chooses to live
Just finishes and orders another

Heat

Warmth, radiating from my core,
Like pouring acid into water for Molarity six,
Dripping sweat rips down my back,
Serrated beads that form rivers,
But I still sip my tea, wonder why.

Who I Shall Love

May I tell you who my love will be,
A gentle soul whose force unseen,
Tender and showing in her love of me,
So please let me tell you who my love will be,

May I tell you who my love will be,
An understanding woman, conservative yet free,
Lover of thoughts, poems, music, and philosophy,
So please let me show you who my love will be,

May I show you who my love will be,
Soft eyes and flowing lock, an assumed pedigree,
Shapely yet fit because, health is key,
So please let me show you who my love will be,

May I show you who my love will be,
She will love my parents and all the family,
Start one of our own as we were meant to, see,
So now you know who my love will be.

Tensions

Sometimes I feel so close
So dangerously close
To forsaking all and releasing
Thrashing out, tearing, breaking,
Building that rage every day
The outlashing is inevitable
Like breaking every will
Testament, desire or need
Wrecking the roots of myself
Going lucid and rampant
While this tension tenses
Like twisting the worlds biggest
Rubber band a billion times
Pulling it taught just
And refusing it its own release
Forcing it to hold back
All of its force

A Fine Day

One fine day, as I was strolling,
Young woman came to say, "who's controlling?"
Soft and beautiful is she, I can play,
So this is what I say to she, like clay,

"Who's controlling you ask?
Dr. Rev. Dervant my dear,
What a fine day this is."
And I left her walk past

Turned back to me said she,
"Dr. Rev. Dervant? Who is he?"
I decided to explain it very clear,
"He is the one controlling you see."

Perplexed her tender face stares,
"That makes no sense so who cares."
Looking deep into her pool blue eyese,
I say, "He decided who lives or dies."

Taking a deepened breath....

6/20/2012

Inhale the cool dry winds
Feel it send icicles to your lungs
Calming expulsion traces out
Warmth from within my cloud
Intake again friend with focus