Everything that is beautiful, refined, poignant
About a blameless you … I despise without merit
This mangled, aged face and useless, clumsy hands
They too, fervently despise the newness of you
Still I smile and bid you well before admirers in rising circles
It is treasonous for my mouth and mind
Nonetheless, one must be astronomically above forty-five
One must be foster diplomacy, etiquette and patriotic civility
Musket policy applied to crowd killers
Alleged logic, as you baptize rounds in blood
Dispatch more souls to unearthly worlds
While living creatures blindly pray for death
Revenge, questions, supplications and more void
Too much to absorb for most senses, near or far
Shout out to the hoarders of demon weaponry
Brown and black are targeted- 100 yards from home
Bring flowers to where sacred parchment rest
Our Terrorist Constitution of these United States
Completely absurd but I am sure of this …
Fine weather was dispatched for us
Torrents too were made for this silly couple
Sky fire, rain and us engulfed in power vortex … splendid
All that is womanly and wrong beyond my flesh
I noticed it and you love it, because your heart is brave
That which was hidden within your touch
I claimed it selfishly for my starving heart
I saw the man you truly are in a sea of nomadic souls
The lovely secrets between us is our treasure
Broken timelines are irrelevant for us
We love imperfectly, passionately, quietly and wholeheartedly
No changes necessary… such is our chemistry
We were once free – completely vulnerable yet safe
In our precious beginning – mixing our cries with air
We owned nothing but ourselves
Step – Happily surrounded with voluntary gifts
And there it went on and on through youthful years
Mind and heart produced and mattered
Tangible, lifeless objects and background noise
Still you owned (somewhat) disappearing things
Look, learn, feel the world – which is pleasing and insulting
Refuse to be a warden-prisoner of your gilded cages
Who was born to guard bloodless fancies – expensive and loveless
Guard and tenderly give the unprotected – with numbered names
Wealth in human ventures lightens any load
May your body carry and care for rediscovered smiles
Let us forget our aged bodies
Shall we try another realm, angle or sphere?
Avert your adventurous eyes and lie, lie, lie
Summon a Rod Serling themed spiritual guide
Inhale intensified, mystical gyrations – on another’s skin
Phantom muscles contract, release, explode into void
Nothing and everything happened in a lovely corner
How kind is your motionless rapture, names are blissfully vacant
Nothing. Eyes say nothing to blind soul
No valuables at first glance – look closer and simpler
Ears receive laughable gibberish
Poor eyesore noise maker … just go away
Wait! Papers, name, residence .. English, lousy jihadist!
Isis getup. Guilty – all over you! Cry louder sand man!
Enough regulated hate to stifle an American dream
He, she and we are free! Turn away our Jesus because he’s from the middle east?
No peace without Him – kneel with humility and reverence
Joy of adorned paper torn and crumpled
In treasured corners they lay
Empty boxes too pleasing to discard
Thank you for guarding the gifts
Printed well wishes of joy and sentiment
Merriment filled memories, the sacred goal? Yes?
All charming and lovely, still I want more
My blessed hand in yours is housed perfection
All other elements stand behind My Love
Glad is the heart that beats out pure love – listen my dear
Tingling sensation summoned by lover’s touch – we know it well
There is no jewel that issues greater brilliance than loving eyes
Together is our station in every realm – feel the bond
Our story is constant no matter what comes
God blessed us with each other – giving thanks is a privilege
Loving you is a joy, Merry Christmas my love
I mourn the death of the child in you
The child that played alone or with dirty kids
Amongst jealous trees and stickball lots
Plagued with dried foxtails invading your socks
You use to be happy, just hanging out
Today you’re addicted to so much crap
iPhone, iPad and other suspicious circuit dogma
Designer drinks here, Whole Foods there
Imported Mini boxes on tires with all the extras
Kardashian butt, see a stranger’s mirror
Think you need a new race? Or botched!
Better be wearing Prada, DKNY or Kors
Coach or D&G on your shoulder, of course
Stocks go up because they closed some more plants
Chinese slavery – that’s were the money’s at
American workers? I’m sure they’ll bounce back
You know that the kid version of you
Would kick your ass, slash your tires
Slash your clothes, rat you out on YouTube
To Mom and Dad, cousins, aunts and uncles
They would fervently tell you
You weren’t raised that way!
Church taught you better
Play by His rules idolatrous one!
Don’t hurt anybody with the choices you make
Is that kid alive? Is hope coming out?
Do CPR or start praying to God …. move forward
Promise to be better and trash all soulless junk!
Ancient scents stubbornly bonded to waning present
Eternally supple undulating creatures – self announced
Treasured sirens plot passively, precisely
Exquisitely cruel are the takings and yet subtle
No love, nor like is factored in
Depravity in circular symphony restores more
Heightens then murders glorious senses
No subterfuge on either side in wrongful deeds
Medicated Words 