Justin Tallman Poems

Tear me apart
between my elbow
and my fist
a blood vein wasteland
...

I sit
young and craving
for the beauty
of a female face
...

I look among
the fields
of gorgeous women
flawless
...

Liar's teeth
and nurturing eyes
after nightmares
you sing lullabies
...

'Lower your pedestal! '
spoken by a beautiful face
whom I am fond of
regardless of her joking manner
...

A constant battle
thoughts wield blades
of many types
fighting
...

The Final Dragon
exposed
clad in chains
face of a mirror
...

Take a dull knife
and cut at the dirt
in a hopeless attempt
to dig
...

I

Crazed bare trees
sway in the piercing chill
...

There are Nazis everywhere
on the websites
on the cable
on the bus
...