the necessary condition

A poetry blog

Month: January, 2013

monkey in her barrel.

pick your platform | inhale your reflection

pick your platform | inhale your reflection

Always, always tryin’
to g
et the good stuff,
are
try-hards better than
try-not-hard-enoughs?

Gettin’ to the depths
of the wat
er well,
will she get stuck
in pur
gatory hell?
Ask about,
pry ’til sweet time’ll tell.

She asked and asked,
and never held,
got im
pulse, com-PULSED,
ended up dry as the veldt.

Asked for the leader,
got turned to nine,
demanded fo
r the dealer,
found death in line.

Everybody, everybody’s
tryin’ hard,
but the monkey’s in the barrel,
without a spade in car
d.

XX

-v

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and then there are “people”.

queen of pinups

queen of pinups

There will be some who make you question,
your aesthetic,
your
practice,
your art
istic vision.

There definitely are some who make no sense,
their life,
th
eir speech,
their uptight fence.

There have been some who strike for your integrity,
your respect,
your self,
your b
uilt entity.

There eventually will be some who break this mold,
their help,
the
ir trust,
they’re unsold.

but they aren’t people…
They’re made of semi-precious gold.

xx

-v

under my fingers.

babyboy

babyboy

Sit in the dark,
take it all in,
th
e sound is limitless,
it penetrates skin.

The vibrato lives,
breathes and pleads,
to ente
r your blood,
with no mercy leads.

The keys throw currents,
elec
trifying, it stings,
your heart turns a shade,
then
your mind grows some wings.

The sound creates a whole,
envelops yo
ur path,
gives it a PA,
and satisfies his, hers, and their wrath.

babyboy

babyboy

one step still – nine steps moving.

stepping cats

Take one step back,
and gai
n nine steps forward,
Make your own luck,
an
d obtain your reward.

Take one step in the past,
and g
ain nine steps in the future,
Reme
mber to be cautious,
but seize every adventure.

Take one step still,
and gain nine steps moving,
The momentum is scary,
but soon you’ll be cruis
ing.

Take one step for them,
and gain nine steps for yo
u,
Think like them, understand,
They’re just scared to lose you through.

xx
-v

infinitely theirs. painfully squares.

They say they want to know the truth,
but the truth was never theirs,
they’d “
walk a mile” in other shoes,
and pretend to have no cares.

Go on and breathe on,
le
t them in to touch your skin,
I dare you. Double. Triple,
quadruple dare you to let someone in.

They say they want to know the truth,
but the truth is not theirs,
they’d set, promise and preach,
and pas
s off bus ads as prayers.

Go on and dream on,
let them in to feel your light,
I dare you. Doub
le. Triple,
quadruple dare you to resist a fight.

They say they want to know the truth,
but the truth will never be thei
rs,
they’d project, desire and reach,
then realize their fears are sacred war
es.

HOLY OTHER | HELD

xx
-v

drink up, realize.

It may be twenty one three,
It
may just be the air,
All I know is,
every
body’s not right up there.

There’s no certainty.
n
o clarity, not much more than a gut,
instinct drives…
you ou
t of a rut.

Follow the path,
th
at never gave in,
it was you who allowed them,
to give
it hard spin.

I never really wanted much more…
than a dice,
we didn’t luck out,
bl
ow a hundred chances and a vice.

xx

-V

anxiety

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