invade
crusade
i am that stranger hand
in need of wilderness
and desperate land
lying on the edge
of beautiful
i ride
she choked
on soft lies
and the laughter
of skin
ripping for seven miles
on the cold road
of tomorrow
and forever
i opened that door
and slammed it shut
with terrible footprints
in a garden of spring
and its shallow grave
the fruit wasn't ready
to be plucked or tasted
then wasted
but plentiful was her bounty
of hollow music
and i didn't mind the skips
of her broken record
or her taste of bitterness
when the gentle stove
glowed the color of numb
she was the crucifix
of my religion
and it is not yet sunday
i won't and can't
swallow
guilt of a thousand years
when heavenly is my addiction
i fear no evil dreams
as she lies silent with divine
in her garden of sorrow and shame
i was a messenger
and new language
invade
crusade
I chose the work of onerios13 as I knew it would be a challenge to match her wit and brilliance as a poet. She is always profound and metaphorically raw, but always relating life's bumps in the road in ways that takes the reader's breath.
Thank you Darcy for allowing me to enjoy your work in this way.
peace and hugs
Richard
penetrate
penetrate
gestate
within the viscera of
the last 24 hours i
found new meaning
in the word
violate
it spat at me
like beautiful women
and obedient to their
squirting intrusion
i grew damage in a
garden bored with its
savoir faire
and i thought you knew
i was hollow water
sister to seconds of disaster
humping the chump change
clinking in the paper cup
held tightly by lost little girls
as if pretty nickels could replace
a mother’s milky left breast
so will i suckle on the knowledge
bright and red and apple polished
of the way skin feels
as it scrapes into a smile
when even the air hangs smug
behind an iron breeze
as i breed each new bedpan
to hold my fractured sweat
hold my glass clots
hold my stale babe
cradled in a crippling daze
as dawn sets once more
on the buzzing flies
near the molted marmalade
and yes
i dream of being
fucked against a yellowed wall
and have christ feel my cum
penetrate
gestate
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I fully endorse and give permission to MuddyKing to use this poem as he sees fit in any manner and any form such is my confidence that this exceptional poet can and always will do my poetry justice.
If there is any doubt to the above statement, just take a peek at our beautiful 'love-children' Sal and Chloe. We are very proud parents of these magnificent twins.
Sal
http://allpoetry.com/poem/2015468
Chloe
http://allpoetry.com/poem/4381945
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