Girl

You've got it backwards.
Don't you know you've got your outside in;
You're much too penetrable in such soft skin.

spy vs spy

in the now
the anti static,
forever, moving forward.

Brother

You've been stressed up
Dressed up to nines
Messed up by lines in sand
Crushed broken shattered
Holding hands.
Let go.
Don't let the scars affect the blood flow
Don't be a clot, don't stop
Everything in your being
Will try to stop you from bleeding
But your heart beating
Pour faster
Braced for disaster
House of cards windstorm warning
Get out of the way of the run away
Train storming through your veins
Vain attempts at sanity
Planting feet greedily
You need compassion
Accept you're needy
But don't hold on to anchors sinking
Drown down *ed around
The smiles and laughter
Over the surround sound
As the eyes that love you most can
Easily tear holes through
Your skin,
Have to know when to let it out
How to let it in.
The world gushes and rolls
We are stuck to Teutonic flows
Pulled apart and smushed up daily,,
Railed by the stale disposition
Our own decisions carve incisions
Through space and time
And the time we share
Can't compare to the time apart
Broken heart fist plaster walls
Tumbling madly the sanity falls
By the wayside
And we get stuck
Trapped within
With our fears laughing madly
At us
And the justice we seek to
Speak of
Reeks of entitlement
Like we're owed a steady flow of
Happiness from the world
Like we should be able to govern it.
But no,
We've been raised on idle TV
Idly buying into idols
And philosophies that success is guaranteed, taking for granted we can get all we need.
But every seed planted doesn't grow
Harnessed by our environment
By the lack of opportunity
If not the lack of trying
Lying to ourselves to say we're not lazy
Dreaming of pushing daisies to skip the denumont,
A climax unforseeable
Not able to relax and agree
That it is better to be then not
Trot horse blinder caught in the race
The chase
To put value to faces and
Come up cherubim aces
Laced with all our
Frustrations that won't
Can't
Ever go away
Until we let go.
Let it flow
Cry honestly,
Then.


Please visit www.bleedpoetry.com, thanks.

Old Friend

We used to sit out
For hours
After the lawn was done,
Talking about warplanes
And raccoons and cars.

A cup of tea
And a donut
A stockpiled kitchen
And a smile

Lottery tickets and the tinge of smoke
Layered on everything
From years of being to old
To change.

There in the musty kitchen
Court TV and
Condensed milk steeped tea
Dads oatmeal cookies.

You loved animals
Hated the neighbor
Quit smoking and handed me
The final pack.

When his wife passed
He remembered their youth
Fishing out in boats

When he lost his license
I knew his days were numbered

Knocking on the door
Bill's not here anymore
Resting in peace
I hope.

Please visit www.bleedpoetry.com, thanks.

tractor one ninja zip

in the state I am in. 
not fun.

under a big fucking rock

the taste,
hard to say.
lovers block.
hard to stay.
who gives a fuck.
steeping in the rain of May.
under a big fucking rock,
this is where I lay.
waves of discomfort,
scrapped dreams,
too short to sort.
nothing is ever what it seems.
sort it out mate..

before it's too late.

there is only so much you can take. 
before you break.

Sunshining

Rotten from the inside
With coffee and cigarettes,
Morning time cleansed
With habits that I'll regret.
Looking at the sunshine
Unprepared for the days ahead.

Looking at the skyline divided,
I feel fine
Give me a 360 skyline, and I'll find
My peace of mind

Chewed nail stigma
Choosing paths never well defined
Wading through a jungle
Getting hung up on loose end vines
Staring at the landscape
Never knowing what choice is mine.

Looking at the skyline divided,
I feel fine
Give me a 360 skyline, and I'll find
My peace of mind

For what it's worth
My little space
On a spinning earth,
I just spend
My days paying
Thanks to chance.

Looking at the skyline divided,
I feel fine
Give me a 360 skyline, and I'll find
My peace of mind.

Please visit www.bleedpoetry.com, thanks.

all is fine, all will come to pass.

all will pass.