armor

watchful soldier with his heart in his hands
guarding it for everything without
a proper suit & armor
exposed to burning sun & the viscous plans of men
riding out the exposure
cruel to the cold and mournful to the eyes
rain down on these dirty soaked arms and wipe away the salt from
his eyes and lips
read his face for any signs of life
redirect his attention
the bodyguard
maintain the light inside his eyes
guard it secretly for all time

just

I have tackled you to the ground with investments of waking
suiting the sweat that collides into twenty three hours of defeat
at the hands of time which has no bending sound and the sun the burns you accordingly
can you swim the channel with an anchor on your back or ride into the eyes with chains in your throat there is so much salt water to swallow where you lack
the distance the heat thus lack of confidence
Year zero applies to one


swallow the opportunities and face the historical references with a finger
capture the moment with each voice hidden in the mist
screaming for the benefit of everything and the lightly tinged fuck you in the sky
curse the tortured and enslaved of religion
pulling apart their hearts with restrictions of the heart and mind
below the open sky
cure the unopened hands and wounded mouths that seek to speak for themselves
voiceless without hesitation just to bleed from where they stand

made in sand

your very own cock of the walk
open the unoriginal aspirations behind his eyes
twice taming to impress you
make the moment pur
inside this spine of a capture
seventy hours and dreaming
underneath the unabashed grin
watch it burn in the sky
trying to grow and make your voice louder
to adjust it further
climbing onto this the impress
recapture me
illuminate this figure
try to entice my imagination
watch me run away in a speed unknown to the human eye
wait sixty more years
before i breathe for the last time
or even closer to the formation
in the era of 35
to undue my clothes
present you with my third eye


down it





pose fire where the heart cannot bend
into you further before you extend
both hands to intertwine and tangled
dreaming of each journey when i'm fire
burning deeper each flame be it the survival of us all
remade to penetrate these egg shells and ash
falling into your reign twice
on the third and fourth knock
before you touched my hands
like a mirror image not distorted
put peer in closer for the purest of view
the shape of sounds to leak into your moment








i'll undo the fortunes
that lay beneath my scars
in ward and outward
twenty five waves
of how it feels to hit it hard
an arrow on the right hand
fire in the left to keep us warm
pierce it when we're older
both free of the voices that seek you and me
to do us harm
rather than justice
on the erected twenty fourth of july
when the sun grows cold
and the surface noise speaks to us beyond the sliver in the sky

effects

deliver me from this parasite let's dial the flu in
and swim around perfectly with grins of generosity
you can only bring me to the brink of it when you're
sipping it spilling over the brim crawling the night in two
you flow underestimating the traffic inside our minds
just dig deeper thus deliver two versions with a fourth in mind
hold the heads above water circling inward but interconnecting
merge perfectly with me