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Bittersweet Crossroads

Condescending aficionado
speaks from a barbaric abyss
Staking claims and forecasts
reeking of gin and vermouth
He paws
He claws
Relentless and crude
Staring at her fishnet stalkings
waiting for her lipstick stains
delicious Coca Cola bottle curves
Inhaling her wicked scent
He probes
He pushes
Distasteful and off putting
Sucking in helium and lithium
personality rising higher than balloons
Viewing others as outcasts
engaging as a insidious vulture
He commands
He yells
Unforgiving and selfish
Demanding perverse declarations
Instilling superficial values
She crawls away from the blood hound
gazing at the sign of bittersweet crossroads
She kicks
She cries
Embracing the freedom
Abandoned in the Dusk

Clarity settles around my ankles
Shackles tightly circling my wrists
A opaque warrant for the end
In arial font harshly awakens
crawling dismembered spiders
around my distant coffin
No eulogy or words will be spoken
Just an empty room of formalities
Guests sitting out of obligation
As time passes as I’m alive
Leave me in the closet with
the laughing faded skeleton
Playing chess with my demons
No tears for the desolate child within
Walk away from my numb ghost
Shaking hands with apathy
Disheartened by those who make
false claims and promises
Leave me abandoned in the dusk
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The Harsh Prophet

Direct and forward
A rabid salivating tongue
Deafening from silence
Gripping to the slick
and grapevine of truth
Lacking minimal patience
A vicious tightrope
Brash and Harsh
Invigorating sincerity
Zero fluctuation
Pledging to the straight arrow
The outspoken prophet
residing in a palace of lights
shimmering faith reverberates
Mulholland Drive (Braeden’s Writing Challenge #2)

Black and white
photographs pluck
the tears from my eyes
Etched memories
never dissolve or fade
cherishing every kiss
Reminiscing the last
fifty years of preciousness
Embracing every second
Through the heights of
the golden mountains
and blackout valleys
Love never once
sat in the shade
In sadness and melancholy
I have to leave
Mulholland Drive tonight
I spent a lifetime
in this brick castle
with my beloved queen
May she rest In Peace
as my heart is in pieces
Queen of Blasphemy
This is really good! I love this!
Gliding across broken glass
In her eighteenth century garb
Dragging hot coals
Igniting flames in her path
Submissive demons bow down to her
She spews her unforgivable sins
Her actions show no remorse
She sharpens her tongue for more precise slices
She pushes the almighty with an unfelt shove
Her name is sprinkled in the King James like poison fourteen times
Her wrists and ankles adorned with us breakable chains
She carefully makes her bed in the lake of fire
Challenge✔️
Unsubstantiated Truths

Deteriorating eyesight
Cockeyed perception
Agitations foaming at the mouth
Removing the garbage
Calming the whispers
Torturing the roars
Sighing to the bee sting
Bleeding from the dry lips
Masking undertones
Streaming suspicions
Cutting the grapevines
Screaming murmurs
Bumbling suggestions leach
Rumors spread like a cold
Unsubstantiated truths
Life Long Affair

I will acknowledge
that I had an affair
I love metaphors
creating imaginary worlds
A written tapestry
Seduced by alliteration
I had an affair
with the craft of language
I’m enthralled by
the layers and symbolism
I’m engaged
to a place to release my tension
I’m in a atmosphere
where I’m understood
I’m in a whirlwind
where I’m forever lost
I’m pulled in
by the legacy of poets
Desiring to fulfill
a long winded fantasy
The affair will continue….
Release Date 4.2.2018

Sauntering Antichrist

Roaming the uneven concrete
like a slobbering bloodhound
A vagabond meandering
through a decorated parade
Mischievous and unorthodox
Offensive and crude
Admittance of displacement
A lurking deadly reptile
Preaching to be resentful
Disfigure emotionally of others
A rancid phlegm among millions
The sauntering antichrist
Crippled Boulevard

(1st Verse)
It’s the last day of November,
The leaves are twisting in the wind.
All the years have passed by silently,
Tarnished memories seep in my skin.
Words only stick to my jaded tongue,
I don’t know how to unlock the door.
My feet are feeling like a thousand pounds,
Something inside can take the beating a little more.
Chorus:
I’m crawling on crippled boulevard,
Haven’t seen the rain or felt the falling stars.
There isn’t any rainbow miles away in sight,
Chained to the dark staring at the candlelight.
(2nd Verse)
It’s the last day of December,
The snowflakes are melting on my scars.
All the years have passed by in fear.
Burning photographs wasn’t all that hard.
Words only get stuck in my throat,
I don’t have the key to open up the door.
My hands are wrapped up in the past,
Something inside can take the punches a little more.
Chorus:
I’m crawling on crippled boulevard,
Haven’t seen the rain or felt the falling stars.
There isn’t any rainbow miles away in sight,
Chained to the dark staring at the candlelight.
Bridge:
I cry a little harder,
When I know the answers are in front of me.
I cry a little harder,
When I’ve closed my eyes and don’t believe.
I cry a little harder,
When I know my soul is faded black.
I cry a little harder,
When I know that this pain is meant to last.
(2x) Chorus:
I’m crawling on crippled boulevard,
Haven’t seen the rain or felt the falling stars.
There isn’t any rainbow miles away in sight,
Chained to the dark staring at the candlelight.
Evolution

To care is to have patience
To appreciate you have to lose something
To love you have to treasure seconds
To forgive you have to be human
To grow you have to make mistakes
To be kind you have to listen
To be human you have to open up your heart
To gain perspective open up your eyes
To be ignorant close your ears
To be special just be yourself
To live is not to be afraid
To be alive you have to learn to feel
Secondhand Wishes

(Verse 1)
She only lets me half way in,
She doesn’t know where it all begins,
I’m sitting here waiting for the crash.
She only lets me see the picket fence,
She doesn’t know where it all went,
I’m sitting here staring at the past.
You play me like an acoustic guitar,
What should be easy is so damn hard.
Chorus:
Chards of lies in my frozen hands,
Dreams of love sinking in quicksand,
Secondhand wishes are never heard.
Walls of anger drowning in my ocean,
Lost and confused in all of my emotions,
Secondhand wishes are disappearing words.
(2nd Verse)
She only lets me see a ray of light,
She doesn’t know it’s not worth the fight,
I’d rather put your needs in front of mine.
She only lets me see a shade of warmth,
She doesn’t know what the future has in store,
I’d rather you see what you were trying to find.
You play like me like a southern violin,
Hopefully you can see no one wins.
Chorus:
Chards of lies in my frozen hands,
Dreams of love sinking in quicksand,
Secondhand wishes are never heard.
Walls of anger drowning in my ocean,
Lost and confused in all of my emotions,
Secondhand wishes are disappearing words.
Bridge:
I’m not afraid of the lightning in the dark,
I’m not afraid of the deep cut in my heart.
I’m not afraid of feeling the pouring rain,
I’m not afraid of the winds of change.
I’m only afraid of becoming numb…
I’m only afraid of what we will become.
Chorus:
Chards of lies in my frozen hands,
Dreams of love sinking in quicksand,
Secondhand wishes are never heard.
Walls of anger drowning in my ocean,
Lost and confused in all of my emotions,
Secondhand wishes are disappearing words.
Thriller Excerpt: Search For Maylee
Amos Lee – Supply and Demand

Glow
The Bachelor’s Refrigerator

A carton of 2% milk to the left
Thin bottle of apple juice to the right
One shelf
A single cup of mixed berry yogurt
Second shelf
A six pack of Blue Moon beer on the bottom
of the shelf
Random condiments on the inside of the door
Could this be the refrigerator of a bachelor?
Lipstick Diary

Writing with a light shade of pink
Paragraphs of wit and charm
Hallucinations of bitter love
Caught up in unknown webs
Burying summer flings and
hypnotic one night stands
Self inflicted wounds never sewn
The bookmark never leaves
this etched and engraved page
It’s the single page that altered
her perception of love and self
Endangered Self Worth

You gave me
a ray of sunshine to view humanity
You gave me
the glue to put my shell together
You gave me
a hand to hold the weight on my shoulders
You gave me
dripping sincerity and truth
You gave me
the candle to hold the endangered flame
You gave me
a sense of puzzling wonder
You gave me
a band aid to disguise the pain
You gave me
a cold cloth to cleanse the self worth
Part 5 – My First Romance Story

As I grabbed the notebook I cried hard. Words poured out:
Dear God,
I am suppose to believe in you. You took my Dad and I’m very mad at you. I don’t understand and why won’t Nathan cry? What is wrong with him? How could you do this to my mother? Is it possible for you to provide me answers soon?
As I was writing this my mom yelled up.
“Allie is at the door.”
I threw down the pen and wiped my tears. I went downstairs to let Allie in. She said my mom called her mom to tell her the news. I could tell she didn’t know what to say.
“Are you going to school tomorrow?”
“No I’m not going but will go sometime this week. My mom said there was lots to do. I don’t know what she wants me to do.”
“Did she tell you next weekend you and Nathan are staying with us?”
“No she didn’t.”
“It will be fun.”
“Allie Do you believe in God?”
“Yeah I do.”
“Why would God take my Dad?”
Allie just stared at me for a moment.
“I don’t know. I can’t really answer that. Is your notebook full yet? You said you would write something every day.”
“It’s almost full. I wrote something today.”
“What did you write today?”
“Today I wrote a letter to God. I’m hoping he will get it soon and write back.”
“I don’t think that’s how that works.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well at church we are told to believe in him. I don’t think he gets mail in heaven. He doesn’t wait for mail. My mom always says things happen for a reason.”
“So are you saying God took my Dad for a reason?”
“I don’t think it’s that easy to explain Ben. He didn’t take him to cut grass in heaven.”
I didn’t understand what Allie was trying to say.
