I Love it Here (in America) Straight away the news comes at you Some barrage of words forming sentences How long must we spend in the prison of lies? Distrust seems to be the sentiment So little belief yet we need to believe in something or Someone so we yearn and wish and wring hands […]

Fighting back the Urge To purge these words and Erase myself again Is uphill or bigger at times But I sit and type anyway Denying the frailty I face on a Blank page The sadly sad sad paper glaring white and Unmarked But for these mad ravings The alcohol blurring my Art like Smeary skies […]

Every time I shut my eyes I see the same blood washed visage Babies whose skulls have been crushed by Mother’s maul Vagrants torn and dead in the street Jagged bits of glass glinting in exposed neck ligaments Old ladies pushed down stairs until their bodies become an unrecognizable old mess Quivering on the landing […]

She hides the money ol’ jelly jar If he finds it he’ll kill her for sure She wants to run so far so far The Righteous sit back and hypothesize the reason for his allure But he beats her And she goes back She’s simply too impure Wide eyed little kiddies hold breath Waitin’ for […]

Standing over you in past midnight darkness seeing your tiny form nearly shapeless under blankets Watching you sleep little hands relaxed and arms wide open as if to hug the mattress and thank it for its comfort Sometimes hearing Sometimes seeing and Sometimes reaching out and feeling for your Baby breath that swooshes softly out […]