the necessary condition

A poetry blog

Month: February, 2013

lay-in with moroccan market.

i h8 everyone

Look at Richard,
he says it
well,
with quiet, in silence,
only when she rings the bell.

Look at Richard,
he‘s self sufficient,
with n
ourishment and worth,
become omniscient.

Look at Richard,
he builds his own nest,
with litt
le to none,
will never a-wrest.

Look at Richard,
he sits and listens,
with e
ars so twisted,
will he stop before he gets ahold of ricin?

Look at Richard,
he grows beyond his means,
with ach
ing joints,
look up from your screens.

xx
-v

on the periphery lies sedated.

bk bridge a-gain.st

bk bridge a-gain.st

Let your guard down
and realize,
the inm
ate has a crowbar,
in both hazel eyes.

They carry a funnel,
of hop
es so false,
a pair of blacked out contacts,
as real as a 4/4 waltz.

Step to it,
and
you’ll definitely see,
the inmate has broken hearts,
and pa
rted her C.

Get in the habit,
and brea
k the mould,
this inmate will run you through it,
as she had a
lways been told.

Keep those eyes,
but giv
e ’em back,
the beholder will want
to co
ver its track.

xx
-v

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