I have been unfaithful,
under a curtain of night
even as you laid
a fingers breath from my hem,

he stole my affection
in shear moments of ecstasy

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We came together
an eclectic mix,
liquid methane and fire,
once we had merged
passion ignited

In this bright black heart
the longing for better days aches
the memory of halcyon deeds awaken hope
yet only as a torment to reality bidden forth

This twisted flame of reality burns
but does not warm or comfort
slowly the ache recedes only to flare up vengefully
and with ironic intent to mock and choke all respite

Words are all I have left
enemies gone only blustering malice remains
spiteful friend of peace and haven safe
twisting the knife in happiness's broad and vulnerable back

So many kingdoms I have laid to waste,
so many freemen I've enslaved.
My imperial army moved with great haste
to conquer all the lands I craved

Spitting on the heads of fallen rulers
I laughed as I took their women
while I let their pathetic men witness
what I did to their children

I celebrated countless triumphs
as the reign of my empire grew
but greed opened doors to treachery
and my actual friends are few

You asked me,
"why do you cry?"
I replied,
"only the sky knows this",
you said,
"you require the blue
of day to fade?"
I replied,
"it began at dawn."

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each day
my lead wears down
when fingers
scribble with a stub
will anything remain
of me to write?
or will iron
seep into my veins
and my finger take over
marking lines
in steel

Gone , I say and walk from church,
As the stiff body embraces the grave
letting the dead cool at the hearse
it is Jun, battling the sun is being brave

We turn to the Cape, I cultivate
myself a sacred melody from the sky
where the sea bangs like an iron gate
and we touch. In this way people die.

My darling, the wind has often blown
from the raging water and when we touch
we lose the touch entirely. No one's alone.
Men kill for this, or for such

What shall I talk of, to you this evening?
Paltry little items to waste both our time's
Epic things to stir your shallow interest
No I just want to see you for what you are

What the hell do you want of me
Alright you need to know of my ways
That's a laugh as I can't relate to those
I think at an instants whim so what's next

Too much has passed my eyes to this day
To tell you in a few words, would fail both of us
You in your understanding of my ways,
and me in a feeling of being understated

torch twist
focus on the edges
voices a grey sliver whisper
straddling oceans of quiet
indifference

apart by songs

discordant
fingerprints
on the dust glean

you sigh
i wish
that like snowflakes
we could
be closer
then
a million twins

Forewarning

Shadowed talons reaching for the basement
trapped by pale politicos above
southern culture lost to cold indifference
strangles the hypocrisy of love

clinging to society is fruitless
when savagery’s accepted as the norm
black and white are shades completely empty
and little children grow to fit the form

save for the pardonable,
leopard spots
forever inclined
knit over the dole
peregrine blanch
at speeds deduction,
why tell tales
processions metallic
into cumber cloud crashed
velocity's vapour, i?

I'll carry on till i can …..or till they carry me away …..
Time and tide wait
for no man
ME or not ...for who else it can