Red Moon

Moon's bleeding
Everybody's looking at her
Stained in red wearing his fiery rage
Up there alone trying to shine bright as ever

Wishing she could wear his soft white hues again

How Summer Went

Through sorrow and sympathy
Elation and despair
Raindrops and sunsets
It has been you only you

In my heart from morning's beat to night's rest

Loot Bag

To be forged to my friends
Is a privilege you continue to take
Which you no longer deserve
As you are not even friendly with me

But you always preferred the affections of others over mine

In the night

They will leave
Once they have pillaged
They will return
To say you weren't enough

Gates won't prevent words or silence

Auburn Flame

Happiness wears well on you
Full red cheeks fit for the red carpet
You've been a pale yellow for so long
I didn't have the heart to say you were out of season

But now in a flash you're two seasons ahead

Ritual Smoke

The ascetic chases
Only the ultimate high
Transcendence in the myst
Yet another escape from this world

He simply travels further to meet his pusher

Instruct Obstruct Construct

This child sits there
Cross-legged until it hurts
Stacking blocks on one another
Removing the most necessary ones

Rebuilding the structure anew each time until no block is crucial

Sound and Fury

Bold was his stance
Measured were the words
He would now have the courage to utter
From one end to the other of their evening bus stop

Her quiver made it known she favoured solitude to his spare token

Believe In You

True belief is
To kiss soft eyes
To bruise, bite and ruin tough rocks
To say with a red-hot throat

You slag, your cloud is now wavering

Heard Silence

He's been stirring
Absolutely stewing at times
But she, well she has been crying a smile
Telling herself tomorrow will be better off

Without him, and he ought to let her have that

A Minute or Not

With bullish fervor
Leading flailing arms
Each was lost in one another's
Byzantine layers of folds and compresses

And it was their favourite maze until it was solved

Isole Ruins

He had nobody but himself
Now to pick up his pieces
Strewn and scattered in the sand
The glassman was now unsure of

What he fears more, the hot sun or the vast ocean

Manhunt

Lo yonder, the forest beckons
It is time again to feel lost, remember
Scavengers know only demise
Foragers know only toil and dance

Yours is the bow, the arrow, the firewood and the glory

Ophelia's Song

She was commotion
While everything else stood still
And she loved her dance
Nobody moved like her

And she did everything to ensure I knew it

I'm not here

Knock all you want
I have passed away from here
Dead, not to you but to everyone
Who pinned my identity down, tomorrow

You'll all be on your knees trying to drown a ghost

Take me

I've lived this day before
Air so thick and wet it shortens breath
Clouds so low only fear looms above
The winds of change will blast through us all

Only those willing to fight will survive the last gust

Crestfallen Hands

What dignities will she allow
A man who dedicated his years
To her dreams before his
And her pain before his

When he failed at providing for even those

His gentle words

I'm glad you've
Found your new poet
Who writes what you want
To believe I gave you nought but harm

As all that I am never felt like anything much to you

Go for massive

Different freedoms
Carry different mass
And provide different energies
If freedom to you is a real thing

Recognize it abides by the same rules

Freedom To

Months later
I started to dream
The air of wild nights alone
Brought visions of a future me

Who had finally connected with our childish daydreams

Freedom From

Tied me up
Chopped up my leg
Left me there for dead saying
You never gave me enough

And now this freedom is wasted on me

Women and Children

You enjoy my friends
They'll excuse you
For what they don't know you've done
And they'll accept your excuses for

Why you turned your back on what you burned to the ground

Unwanted Perusal

Its true
It wasn't you
You weren't my free ticket
I wasn't even looking for one

Which is why you never saw me look at you

Torn Quad Psalm

Stepped into the tub
All by myself
Didn't even hold the wall
Things are looking up

But then I took an advil, because it really hurt

Do no harm

When I'm this hurt
Typically I hurt myself more
Prolong my dreams and admonish reality
But tonight I'm going to drink a glass of water

Blessed be that which always purifies, that I may have faith

Clarity

Sometimes life feels like
A highway but you don't own a car
You're not sure if the bike lane is your path
Or if you should stop altogether and save up

Meditation is simply a means to not bike the highway

The Mondaise

Mondays never cease
Last week's tangent was a picnic
But again today I must mend together old fibers
With new patches and yet more stitches

To set the table for a weekend I only see with closed eyes

For More

Born in the flatlands
Longing through adolescence
For more than knolls to challenge
Climbing the largest mountain of them all

Only to bask in age at the calm of the summit

Pierced Loot Bag

I am not that dude to steal on
Because although I won't shoot you
Or hunt you down and punish you
Before you leave you I will leave you

Knowing you are more poor than before you met me

Remote Tabernacles

God gave you the freedom
To visit the wisdoms of millennia past
Or to assume their ignorances as yours
As both the theist and athiest need know

How far from knowledge their doctrines reside 

Hand that fed

You should remember
Whose advice you've ignored
Love you've scoffed
Patience you've depleted

Then decide your temperament

Virginia's Wolf

Like the first
Piercing of avocado
Or crack of shared grapefruit
I gush at the juices that flow

Your young nectar made my experienced tongue

Beta testing

We're all so
Angry at our pasts
Afraid of our futures
Anxious in the present

Perhaps it's time we move to B for blessed

Due labour

The prophet sayeth
Work is love made visible
Which is why I have lazed since
You saw my work extinguished

And why I til recent had not worked on myself

Needed a drought

I'll never go
To the basement again
If I do just leave me there
I've had enough time and chances

To look up and thank the sky for never leaving

Lil homies

Big homie doesn't know
Though none of us have been there
They're all here for him now
And they let him know it'll be okay

By showing him they still seek his guidance

It's my party

I once had to deny
My feelings of hurt and betrayal
To protect your supposed fragile heart
Then later to find the fastest route from misery

But now far from you I can cry over these scars

Proof Only

Perhaps it seems forward
Bur in fact it is quite backward
An artist who needs your photo
Because his imagination could never create

What already exists in your every image

A thousand moments

What might it take
To have a piece of you
For my keepsake to keep safe
And remake a thousand moments

Where I get to see you again for the first time

Steadfast Sojourn

Sun sure set early
Earlier than I'd expect
This time of year, no matter
I can still see you in the dark

And I intend to prove you light up my life

Translation

I've never been given
A chance to love without judgment
Either that I don't enough or do too much
They've always longed to critique my heart

As though I should sorrow that the beat has woke them up

Watching The Tree

We ignorant adults
Cannot decode this summer breeze
The way children do with ease
So we make important our cold pursuits

Entombing their hearts to know only stillness

Straight Outta Revolution

It takes 25 years
For NWA to be mainstream
For federal records to be unsealed
For the generations who fought to be too old

And for us to forget this problem isn't young

Change clothes

Brass tax
I haven't been proud
Of my image in a photo
For damn near eight years

Unless the context covered my shame

This Trajectory

Rapacious love
Is there such a thing
How much is too much
I only know how much is too little

Mustn't I shoot for the moon each time

Old nights

I have called to you
All night under the stars
While you continued on
And I will still taste your scent

Until morning

Off the laces

As it leaves your foot
It becomes a familiar sight
Safely over mother's minivan
Dipping to crash against the front yard fence

Goal! We do it to re-witness our own practice 

Symmetry at Three

She should have the right
To live independently by no one else
To be taken care of by a man
To take care of a man

Fighting for anything less is not equal, feminist

Never too young

For as long as I can remember
My parents spoke to me as an adult
One who is still earning their respect
But can lose it much faster than gain it

And in that the love was consistent

When you reach sunlight

Ghetto bird remember 

You are as a diamond

Born among the filth of man

Forged by the world's pressures

That the nobles, scholars and socialites might marvel at you 

An ironic retrospect

What mercies we give
To those who have done us harm
And what coldness remains
For those who dared to love us

Until that person in question is oneself

Unlovers

This is the last
Time we will meet
Under the moonlight
Can you not cross the pond

To whisper your goodbye more gently

Tenebrous North West

Born into the darkness
Of flashing lights
She and all of us alike
Have no concept at all

Of the mysteries only found in ether

Misleading Heart

Sometimes you expect
People to act differently
Than they always did before
Which is your fault indeed

Use that to learn to put your heart second

Relation Ship Sailed

Your insecurities and fears
Your requests for more from me
Your feelings and innermost thoughts
Your rules, ultimatums, boundaries and barriers

And what did you care of mine

Badmind Branch

Two canaries perched
The first saying hello
The second paying no mind
After the hawk swooped down

She smiled and chirped only for herself

From this lie

I didn't flirt with others
Accept an advance
Embarrass you in public
Throw physical or mental harm at you

Can you say the same, spare me just this once

Old Nag

I may have
Killed every plant
Burned every steak
Shrunk every sweater

But you were the least forgiving chore

Bright Void

That piercing light ahead
That refrains me from looking back
Terrifies me at every step
As it burns without warmth

And shines light on nothing between us

Without a key

My world is small
Sunsets, caves, pastures and waters
Peering up and peering in
Is how I hope to find my voice

But maybe I've lost it in locked hearts

Those three words

When I said
You wouldn't believe
When I showed
You wouldn't admit

Never searching my heart, you never found 

For too long

Been alone
Facing the clouds
Unheard by my love
Used and uncared for

Fighting off possession, all for too long

Piss off

That clenched fist of yours
Those spiteful fingers
That hate filled heart
That remorseless attitude

Is why you did and why you can

My Single Bed

These cotton sheets
Refuse to caress me alone
I thought this bed was built for one
But perhaps it was shaped for two halves

Each caressing cold blue lips until the pink has restored

New lessons

No thank you
Actually I'm fine here
In the back corner of the room
Far from your dreadful blackboard

And as close to this windowsill as possible

Drake and Kanye

The intent and value of rap
Was to be an art form of the subjugated
But it is now largely a subjugated art form
With most its liberators vanquished by the media's colouring

And the remaining two obscured by your undiscerning palette 

Serve your Beliefs

At this grand table
The kind are passing dishes
The servants cooked and offer blessings
The blessed are feeding the paupers over their shoulders

While you agnostics just eat, with busy hands and meek hearts

On Anti-Feminism

How dreadful freedom is
When imprisonment is forgotten
And privilege is freely abused
These young girls adorn their interest

To swathe in those old handcuffs as new fashion 

Hardback Bwoy

We all have our own ways
Of holding on to childhood
Instead of holding on to youth
If we don't grow up today we'll soon realize

That the shield is heavier to carry than the sword

Thermal Beacon

Straight forward
As fast as you can
Close your eyes and follow
Whichever direction warms your face

And leave icy intentions to melt from your shadow

Pitifully Yours

Looking to be saved
I know you're busy
Tending to people
More in need

Which is why I was hoping you could send someone

Wanna be like

We ask our celebrities
To promote and defend our moralities
To save thy lion, love thy queer, respect thy daughter
Yet upon ourselves we imbue no such pressure

Which I suppose answers how and why we are not stars ourselves

Home never charges

I will leave you
Well before you ask
And well after you wished
Never to return for

Home was never here

Summer Standstill

These summers remind me
How old I've become
With that familiat fear that maybe
The best summers are behind me

And the crippling hope that I'm wrong