Tag Archives: truth

listen

What do they say? What do they call you?

Liar!

Truth i speak time again but ears to hollow to hear

Honesty flows through my mind but disrupted

Disoriented by fear

Fear of what?

Fear of believing

Fear of the truth

Tell me its lies

Try and tell me to my face


pocket full of flesh

Don’t bind me and cut me and forage me down

I am not a tree to be cut down by your venomous axe

you want to purge me and rid me climb me and conquer me.

My vines will eat you

Trap you

Suppress you

Power is not what you posses

Just as you are you will remain

A pocket full of Flesh

Flesh of my Flesh, Blood of my Blood


take me on

1940 Lupe Velez

She bled like warm fields of trenched hearts

Emasculated into one

Trying to break unity

As their pace hardened

Trickling ventricles tightly bound

Eyes transfixed on lust

Pouring out heat

As warm wax melted on her

Blending shades of her skin


softly, sadly, spoken

simmering softly words peel through my throat

eyes dim down sadly strangled by each thought

the only true verse spoken from her benevolent lips

Dali, Mae West lips sofa


name

Red tassels rapple against skin

Violet skies shrieking over naked lappels

humble, woven, cool shades of blue ripple in the light

supple and strong harmonious soul

bare thoughts

bare

bare

whole hearted


tata

riveting the embodiment of a soul woman

her body dipped in ruby wine

bold, words for eyes

her shine emulates as she speaks her verse

she speaks the stars truth

Streamline smiles that measure from ear to ear

wolf woman bleed through your vines

paint the world with your pictures

and gratify your visions spirit

 


I

I can only make for myself the life I create

The pain I harbor follows me like a steel knife

And my feelings punish me for having emotions

If I cease them, they fail to breathe and let lie

I try to hope for tranquility

But hope doesn’t pursue truth

Truth hurts but sets me free

My wordle image from a document of poetry and shorts over the last 2 years