The cuts open once again,
As she reaches to mix the blue with green,
The arch of her back,
Curve of her neck,
...
Let’s go home and get this over,
Before we push it all back,
At long last it's been said, what’s been hidden in your head,
Don’t shove it back down,
...
I slipped on the dewed felid
Caught myself with the skin of my heel
Trembling with a vigorous appetite,
My job just a plain average steerhide,
...
You were a friend of mine,
Since we were lads of nine,
Working side by side,
I loved you so,
...
I sold my meat,
To a quaint little couple,
They never paid me as much as they should,
Filled with rage and red hot anger,
...
I loved your curved little fingers,
But I loved them more on the trigger
And when I was done loving you,
All they found was a canine tooth,
...
I loved you so,
I loved you such,
Never thought I could love so much
My heart throbbed,
...
On the top of Hellshar Mountain,
I got my heart,
My heart broken,
And I died,
...
am slowly sinking,
Into my quintessence bindings,
To all that I am killing
Once loved about my own true self,
...
Society bends you to your will,
But no one said you had to obey,
Corporate predators going for the kill,
Blank checks and missing days,
...
There is a breathing,
A crack in the day,
When the sky is turning pink,
And the hours melt away
...
As he breathes in the world breathes out,
A sigh of relief perhaps,
To assure everyone he still lives,
Or maybe it is to reassure me.
...
Everything you knew was wrong,
And anything you thought was right,
Numb the pain with smoke,
And drink away the night,
...
You don’t have me,
You can’t hold on,
I slip through the cracks,
Struck with frustration
...
Close your eyes
He whispers to her,
It will make it feel better,
She does but it still hurts,
...
Things should be better now,
Even though,
I don’t think they will be,
I know they won’t be,
...
When I was young,
I was followed everywhere I would go,
Blamed for advanced thinking,
Rebellion with snow,
...
You want flesh,
And they want you to be kept,
From the evil of the eyes,
Imagine their surprise,
...
She skinned a carrot,
As I longed to skin her,
I went mad over,
The dripping of the water
...
Angelic Procreation
The cuts open once again,
As she reaches to mix the blue with green,
The arch of her back,
Curve of her neck,
Possibly the most angelic thing,
He has ever seen,
She whispers a beckon,
For him to touch her,
He narrates as his lips,
Slowly graze her shoulder,
She holds his arm straight,
As the brush hits the paper,
She admires his furrowed brow,
It’s the most intense thing,
She has ever seen,
When the colours mix together,
Just right,
The simplest of tasks,
Can take every bit of might,
The easiest of words,
Can get stuck in your throat,
The over whelming emotion,
Has desire to show,
While they make love,
His eyes whisper to her,
That he will have to go,
Even though it burns,
She has always known,
She guides his hand,
One more time,
One last time,
To the spot both of the know,
In the middle of the canvas,
Right at the heart,
Where both of them call home,
When the colours mix together,
Just right,
The bluest of blues,
Pathetically turns white,
You can’t do anything to change it,
Just how we are,
Love can leave as easily as you come,
One more thrust and whisper,
And you both are done,