1/16 inch thin layers
Appealing to the saliva of the dogs
Overrated and shallow interiors
Claiming to be a superior
A rancid exterior to animals
Gritting my frustrated teeth
Recognizing a frivolous mind
Intellectually inept and blank
A lost Aardvark in the desert
Shutting you off like a valve
Lacking the ability to digest
Mad at myself for allowing you in
A crawling fool on the inside
Seeking depth and connection
Seeing an overhyped individual
Clasping to the vicious sound
Grinding my teeth to loneliness
Clenching to the hollow rattle
Snagging the callous pages
Latching on to the emptiness
Seeking the comfort in the corner
Clutching to the invisible truth
Absorbing the bitterness
Digesting too much judgement
Consuming bits of the view
Seizing the blankness
Clawing inside my cage
Refusing to listen and understand
where I was and where I am
The ballroom is filled with chaos, debutantes, and stainless steel soldiers
Greetings were choreographed by a comedian
The chandelier hangs over the melting pot with Cadillac dreams
Laughter is just as fake as a plastic credit card
Sipping on lies and guzzling down the shadows of reality
Honor among thieves is the ace of spades
Plagiarism shines in the corner as the compliments are memorized from a Hallmark card
Truth never stuttered through the double doors
Costumes reek of mediocrity and the dialogue is stale
Pride never appears as the tap shoes dance all through the hours
Berlin and Chopin soar in the air as the feet move in sync
As the night ends all of them become strangers
Entered wearing a mask and leave as someone they always wanted to be
Like a caterpillar in the midnight rain
Crawling through the hollow misery
Love departed in the chilling seams
Disappearing sentiments shriek
A Rendezvous slipping away in palms
Astonished by the copper leaves flying
Lakes drying up from the emptiness
Broken prayers misguided by the glare
Compromises thrown like pounds of dirt
Discomfort stuck in the tendons
Our love trembles and yowls
Agony settling like trampled dust
Gasping on the soaring affliction
heartache submerged in soot and spit
A romance ripped at the fingertips
Surrounded by the scalding temperatures
Violent cramps pricking rhythmically
Thickening torture runs down my throat
Weeping madly and in confusion
Seeking deadly faults within the glass
An illness dispersed in coarse veins
Our love shivers and screams
Clarity is a dark cloud dangling
in my sunken and insomniac eyes
Jumbled up words scribbled in my mind
Walking like a tormented disorder
Gripping on to the petals with my palm
Forever embroidered within my sleeves
Dropping it below my tattered knees
Falling to the distorted earth
Gazing up at the swollen apricot sky
Tears flooded like a waterfall
Our love bleeds and pulsates
Shadows of the gravestone widen
A fortress of preciousness clamped
Clutching adoration and admiration
Seeking answers from a growl
Tasting chunks of sorrow
Drinking melancholy from a flask
Elsewhere and gone in my pockets
A nickel has more value than my identity
Bitten by never ending and lasting scars
Latching onto oppression and misfortune
Our love flinches and grovels
Questioning faith and man made religion
Cursing like a drunken sailor
Angry at the curved roads without signs
Cut hands raised in the fickle air
A flight of exasperation lingers
Waking up from vexation in my stomach
Anxiety and headaches twinkle like stars
Burden worn like an army jacket
Distress sinking in my teeth
Anguish and inward sketches touch
Our love is seeking answers in the mist of our hands
Hunks of rubbish
Scattered bottle caps
Lumps of fast food containers
Dried up cheese stuck to a
week old pizza box
Sour milk and pickle juice
creating a horrid lake
Spread out diseases disperse
like ants and centipedes
Horrifying stenches linger
Ashes expanding miles and miles
Mountains of a monstrosity
Lingering funk travels like a turtle
Baking and sizzling in the sun
Like a junkyard in the desert
Rusty carburetors and mixed bolts
Tossed out old relationships like
last years self absorbed garbage
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Love my blackened scars
Love my lopsided flaws
Love my fatal quirks
Love my enigmatic perception
Love my complicated essence
Love my simple comforter
Love my undying will
Love my quivering fears
Love my shadow’s tears
Love my effervescent soul
Love my conflicted backbone
Love my distinctive complexion
Love my colors of my being
She dwelled in the chair of the copycat
She fell into a whirl of mischievousness
Rotating around the word swipe
She watched the clock tick in exile
She twisted herself between lies and truth
Revolving around the word heist
She was smoldering among the thieves
She lost respect when she stole phrases
Spinning around the word hijacked
She viciously borrowed invincible words
She stood in the shadows of peace
Circling around the word embezzled
She wore an invisible crown of deceit
She vanished when others pointed fingers
On the other side of the sphere with crooks
Staring at your vivid portrait
Awestruck and floating butterflies
soaring in my stomach
Tingling sensations in my bones
Enamored with your animated spirit
Full of zest and enthusiasm
A wondrous and gentle endearment
Voluptuous from head to toe
Captivating to the delicate core
Amazed by your enticing hurricane
Hot blooded and seductive
Drawn to your language and accent
Gorgeous makes me crazy
Icicles of vulnerability
dangle over my crucified nerves
Leisurely indulging
a mass consumption of integrity
Thickening the backbone
Watching frustrations corrode
Tortuously eyeballing the poison
seep in my blush vertebrae
Struggling between the roar of
disarray and the calm light
Hacking up chunks of sincerity
Clearing my throat to voice
the sound of everlasting waves
from my vibrant spine
Drops of sorrow fall to my feet
Faith never misled my center
Swamped in a fluorescent obstruction
Cornered in a sea of obscure glass
Dismayed by the faint watercolors in your pupils
Stunned from the 3:30am neon ablaze
Unwavering sounds of turbulent engines
Nervousness wedged between affection and tenderness
Marveled by the touch of your scorched hands
A rendezvous of an ancient wizard and a reborn artist
Playing with altercations and differences
Gasoline wasted like the dissention in the atmosphere
Barely tantalized by your curvature
Flexing the irony and wisecracks
Mocking jolted decisions and pointing out undersized flaws
Irrational sentences dispersed like trash on a uncut lawn
Ignoring her dyslexic and child like tongue
Once in love with the snakebite and tortuous virus
Abandoning a run down jalopy on the side of the road
On the left of me charades drift
Grandiosity shrinks in a bubble
On the right of me a cliffhanger wobbles
Sick brain twisters entwine
Like a stickler stuck in honey
Mysteries fumbling in the peak hours of the night
Reciting the sixty four thousand dollar question
Disguised by a painted enigma
Lost in a foolish pseudonym
Wearing a gray pompous suit
Insincerity rippling in my veins
A glass image shimmering in your web
Sleeping next to a facade
Making out with tossed to the curb excuses
Complexity and complication is a mixed drink
Tangled up in a maze
Lying in narcosis
Descending in narcissism
brushing up against controversy
Collapsing into the static
Toppling onto the obsolete scenes
Squabbling over a chalice of ethics
Between the upside down convictions
and the cone shaped postulates
The marrow of my identity cringes
Glaring at the nervous complexion
A temperament slowly dividing
Daydreams sorrowing in the cloverleaf
My sun has set, I dwell
In darkness as a dead man out of sight;
And none remains, not one, that I should tell
To him mine evil plight
This bitter night.
I will make fast my door
That hollow friends may trouble me no more.
‘Friend, open to Me.’—Who is this that calls?
Nay, I am deaf as are my walls:
Cease crying, for I will not hear
Thy cry of hope or fear.
Others were dear,
Others forsook me: what art thou indeed
That I should heed
Thy lamentable need?
Hungry should feed,
Or stranger lodge thee here?
‘Friend, My Feet bleed.
Open thy door to Me and comfort Me.’
I will not open, trouble me no more.
Go on thy way footsore,
I will not rise and open unto thee.
‘Then is it nothing to thee? Open, see
Who stands to plead with thee.
Open, lest I should pass thee by, and thou
One day entreat My Face
And howl for grace,
And I be deaf as thou art now.
Open to Me.’
Then I cried out upon him: Cease,
Leave me in peace:
Fear not that I should crave
Aught thou mayst have.
Leave me in peace, yea trouble me no more,
Lest I arise and chase thee from my door.
What, shall I not be let
Alone, that thou dost vex me yet?
But all night long that voice spake urgently:
‘Open to Me.’
Still harping in mine ears:
‘Rise, let Me in.’
Pleading with tears:
‘Open to Me that I may come to thee.’
While the dew dropped, while the dark hours were cold:
‘My Feet bleed, see My Face,
See My Hands bleed that bring thee grace,
My Heart doth bleed for thee,
Open to Me.’
So till the break of day:
Then died away
That voice, in silence as of sorrow;
Then footsteps echoing like a sigh
Passed me by,
Lingering footsteps slow to pass.
On the morrow
I saw upon the grass
Each footprint marked in blood, and on my door
The mark of blood for evermore.
Hello All,
I am sure many have noticed that I have not been on here in a while. You can find me on instagram.
I have not posted any new material due to some soul searching and over time you will see my blog change. I am currently in transition and reinventing myself as a writer.
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Braeden
Indecisions hide like bats in the echoes of the cave
Uncertainty sips from the acidic river
Vinegar seeping between the crushed bones and sharp nerves
Isolation and desolation are thumbs ripped from each hand
And the rattle lingers in the corner of the ear drum
Dismay is tucked away behind a faded curtain
Flaws stick to me like starving fleas
Substance is the saliva dripping from the piranha’s teeth
The equilibrium inside me wakes up the storm
And the rattle parades in a rhythm that disturbs the haze
Symptoms of a nontransparent disease spread
Inside the soliloquy the cage embraces the thunder
Murmurs and grumbles tremble with fright
Theology and myths walking in unison
And the rattle pounds like a headache
Butchered insults and splinters drive three inches through my anger
Crude laughs and vicious skies open up pouring sadness
Exasperation drags my eyelids through the dirt
Sorrow is a creek that I cleanse the silence
And the rattle pierces my aching skin
And I lay here with the rattle in the cage soothing the emptiness
Hypnotized by the sound of ice
Clinking in the sound of a glass
Smoggy and dreary atmosphere
Bottles full of hollowness
Mixed exchanges and signals
Pleasantries found in a blur
Spinning comments climbing up
Overdosed by her lustful winks
Lost between delusions and rainbows
First impressions engraved
A fragrance of whiskey circles
Crack of the cue ball dances
Spreading the triangle to all the corners
Quarters placed on the table
Perfume and alcohol mesh
A stench causing grins and sneers
Digits written in pink lipstick of the bathroom stall
A bartenders chuckle reverberates
Jukebox music playing at a ridiculous decibel
Communication at a bare minimal
Skirts and cleavage lecture over a free drink
Epilogues stumbling in and out
Clumsiness and truth cross paths
Ex lovers stuck close in a soap box
Identities hidden promenading in
Monologues spoken wobbling out
A haven of melancholic thoughts
Stationed between 2nd street and the laundry mat
Match made in intoxicating nirvana
I scratched my identity
with a worn 1974 penny
I saw moisture dripping
from my divided reflection
Murky colors and shades
of discomfort twitch
Uncontrollable jitters
Apathy is a phobia suspended
over my troubled head
A hemorrhage spread out
from the corners to the end
Lack of intersections and interest
Bent and upended against
paralyzed and indifferent nerves
I saw the gash and blemishes
inside the blood clot
I abandoned the rustic door
and sit inside the character
No one wishes to see exist
Define the magnitude of one word
A parentheses around the verb
State the clarity in one sentence
Clarify the significance of the emotion
Stagger around the density
Between the solitude and frustration
Singularity sticks to loneliness
Revelations bound to ignorance
Disregarding the format of communication
Absolutely disheartening
Wasted chapter sealed shut
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I walk around with sanity
wrapped around my cold neck
I chatted with the in acid reflux
stuck in my throat
I slept with the hurricanes
surrounding the monster within
I fell into the ocean that
consumes the wreckage outside
I stood in front of the villains
that stole love from the monsoon
I left the darkest tunnel
to seek empathy in the light
I haunted grief like the night wept
under the hooked stars
I woke up from the phantasm
and threw away the silence to breathe
