Alice has run out of meds,
The looking glass is torn to shreds,
The rabbit’s hair is purple-green
And Wonderland is now obscene.
Terror-Delight
Come bare with me
Your jagged teeth white,
I’ll tell you a story
Of terror-delight,
What wolves do for pleasure
And sheep do for fear
Is destiny telling us
Nightfall grows near.
Lightning Bugs
Lightning bugs, my legacy,
A millions thoughts encompass me,
The dark defied by tiny lights
That hold at bay these ravenous nights.
Your Spirit
I liked you before you were born
As sunlight, your spirit played freely,
And now you’re the sparkle in eyes I love
That brighten my heart
When they see me.
Never trust a god with no tits.
Lies That Stink of Truth
Lies that stink of truth have fallen from our lips,
But look how easily their poisoned flower blooms,
The essence of which has made lying tongues not slip,
Articulate, they click
While Armageddon looms.
What you refuse to see
You’re forced to embody.
Hanging From the Vine
Hanging from the vine,
One must be viewed,
The velvet color piqued
And sanguine hued,
And by the slightest touch
Your skin is bruised
Before you’re plucked by monsters
And your essence used.
Oh Slippery Night
Oh slippery night of nothing is right,
The delicate air caresses
All the wrinkles and creases
Until the world ceases
And life swallows mind that it blesses.
We’re Free
We’re free to go where we please
As long as we walk on our knees
And God forbid that we should rise
And elevate our tired eyes
To deftly step beyond the world’s disease.