Excerpt from "Pain & Longing" 

"Monsters"

 

They move

and breathe

in those

fluttering moments

between consciousness

and dreaming,

waiting to devour

our longing,

lonely hearts.

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"Yesterday's Flesh"

I walked through Hell,

black and hollow, sifting the ashes

to see where the light was coming from,

and I saw you, dripping with lust,

skin the color of bleached bone, hair

insidious as oil, grinning like cracked glass,

a broken-down soul, arms like serpents

reaching for me, for anyone to save you

from yourself,

and all I could do was stare,

tears streaming down my carrion face,

as the horror show we called Love

dissolved into yesterday’s flesh.

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"Dreams and Death"

Sitting at the bar

sipping on bourbon

an old man

slumps on the stool

next to me

orders a Guinness

talks to the bartender

to me

to the pretty girl

three stools down

about jobs

about basketball

about politics

about war

about women

I hear it

in his voice

the desperation

the loneliness

no one to go home to

no one to love

after a while

he rises

says “ah well”

lets out a heavy sign

limps to the door

with nothing left

to look forward to

but dreams

and death.

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