Thursday, February 14, 2013


(i understand this number)

I like to imagine that
In the beginning
There was a choice
They we all lined up
And asked, what direction that they would like to go
And they all drew lots
And some said they wanted connection before all else
Some said that they wanted closeness
Some wanted power
Some wanted understanding

And it was true, they too could have any measure of anything that they sought
Like any number of innumerable things
And so the lots were decided
And they had to roll with it
 And those that sought connection were connected,
but they were weak.
they were distant and detached
and those with power lost understanding
and those with understanding lost closeness
and so forth; a million times over
(not that I understand this number)

I understand being Human.
When a vitamin hits the bottom of your stomach
Nausea, bringing me to my heels on the back porch  
and it’s trying to come back up
those little huffing breaths right before the deluge
and then it passes. Strangely.
I understand being human.
I didn’t give a shit
about the nettles that were
to get vomited all over
the little seedlings
comfortably nestled in the winter soil
and I cannot care for the cattle
that were butchered a thousand miles away.
For which I have eaten.
It was already decided
like the ladder that was already in position
Long before we even realized there was one
And somehow evaded entropy
Long enough
For this to be considered
A state of lower energy   


Tuesday, February 5, 2013


 Come play in my dungeon
Come hide away with me
Down here in the darkness
Is the place you need to be.

Come play in my dungeon
Where I will take you in
And hold you like a virgin
While bathing you in sin

we shall strip you of your clothes
we shall tie you up in chains
remove you from the monotonous
absolve you of your pains

Does that hurt a little?
Does it make you want to scream?
Are you feeling frightened?
Relax its just a dream

It’s a dream that you've been having,
since you were a little girl
That some black knight would carry you,
Out and away of this plain world.

As you have dreamt of me before
I can see it in your eyes
That undeserving gaze you have
Fails to mask your lies

But you my dear can earn it
You can take something here from me
An experience not so forgettable
An experience in which you’ll see

I will clothe you in a black banner
I will nestle you in trust
As if a beautiful jewel
Polished in wet lust

I will break you like a branch
I will draw you like the sea
To this ache you yearn for
That will bring you back to me

There is more to it than the trivial
Do you think I’ll break your soul?
As you feign to realize
Your flesh is only a fraction of the whole

Experience it quite deeply
mind the noises that you've heard
should you need your freedom
now you know the word