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You'D Never Heal

All you took went in your bottle 
The energy is full throttle 
All those feelings mixed together 
Will explode on the road of the nether 

Never thought you’d let them leave 
It’s happened but you can’t believe 
That the damage has all been done 
And the pain is yet to stain the sun 

Now you see why you must vent 
Half of what’s said is ever meant 
The other half reflects your age 
Embrace what can misplace rage 

Release all that encumbers 
In the greatest of numbers 
And tell the trusted what’s wrong 
Because life is brief, but grief is long 

So don’t conceal 
How you feel 
Or you will peel 

Your emotions 
Mixed with potions 
Cause erosions 

You’d never heal

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Haikus For High-Fools

I have no problem 
With the season of winter 
Or the snow it brings. 

Nor will I look down 
On recreational brown, 
The killer of pain. 

That would make me fake, 
A hypocrite, a high-fool 
Writing a haiku 

Fun is never free. 
Habits can be expensive, 
Please take it from me. 

Have moderation 
& set your priorities. 
Who am I kidding? 

Read these & be warned. 
Have all the fun you deserve, 
& don't be consumed 

For this can affect 
All those who dwell in your home, 
The ones that love you.

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Forbidden Fornication

Her father said no, 
But her eyes screamed yes. 
Her body was the kind, 
That needed no rest. 

What is forbidden, 
I desire most. 
Especially a woman 
With curves to boast. 

I saw in her eyes, 
Her wild intention. 
For me to fulfill 
With all my attention. 

Later that night, 
Guided by moon light 
& the smell of perfume, 
I crept through the shadows 
& found her room. 

A pebble or two 
Found her attention. 
The moment she saw me, 
She knew my intention. 

So I helped her down 
From her window sill. 
Her hand was shivering 
From the chill & the thrill. 

She followed me back 
To my secret garden, 
Where we made love senselessly 
I beg your pardon. 

She felt like a virgin 
In need of my touch. 
Her thighs held my waist 
In the tightest clutch. 

Daddy’s little girl 
Was a girl no more. 
In public, a woman 
In private, a whore 

Her legs were shaking 
Beside my ears. 
In ecstasy, screaming 
Pleasure through tears. 

After her climax 
She whispered to me, 
"Never mind my tears, 
They are not of sorrow." 
I said, 
"I know my dear, 
Same time tomorrow?"

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The Field of Brown

My head will drown 
My face will frown 
My head will drown 
In a field of brown 

The people run 
The normal shun 
The people run 
From everyone 

Love has vanished 
Trust is banished 
Love has vanished 
Amongst the famished 

Sadness spreads 
Shame rethreads 
Sadness spreads 
Through all the heads 

Advice is taken 
All are shaken 
Advice is taken 
To reawaken 
Now they see 
Now they see 
What it is to be 

Get used 
To getting used 
Or the abused 
Become confused 

Find yourself 
In private hell 
Then you’ll tell 
You never fell 

The starry sky 
Of the sorry night 
Will make you forget 
You forgot to fight 

Blizzards come 
Freeze the sum 
Of every bum 
To the point of numb 


Then we come down 
We come down 
In the field of brown 

The brown will sleep 
As the famished weep 
The brown will sleep 
With all of the sheep 

The snow will fall 
While the famished crawl 
The snow will fall 
Upon the call 

A second of peace 
A second release 
A second of peace 
That will never cease 

The famished are dead 
The field is bred 
Without a head 

Then we come down 
We come down 
From the field of brown

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Murder Your Drear

Such disrespect 
has plagued my home. 
I was treated 
Like a toothless comb. 
Brother has told me 
I am not a man, 
But I walked away 
Before anything began. 

He laughed and laughed 
While I hung my head, 
So I turned around 
To fight him instead. 
I took a shot 
At his evil smile. 
He moved. I missed 
By near a mile. 
More laughing 
As he threw me down 
& stomped my face 
Into the ground. 

A funny feeling 
Grew in my heart, 
Like fungus in darkness. 
I fell apart. 

Something inside 
Has gone berserk. 
This funny feeling 
Forced a smirk. 
I found joy 
In hitting him back. 
I began to laugh 
With each attack. 

Then I took him 
By his throat, 
Putting an end 
To how he'd gloat. 
I took his knife 
& swung it near. 
I made the blade 
Disappear. 

Playing peek-a-boo 
Was never so fun. 
He shouldn't breathe. 
He couldn't run. 

My kind kin, 
Freedom is near. 
Only my sin 
May murder your drear.

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We'Ll Make Love Like It's Our Last

Her touch has rendered me weak. 
I've lost the strength to speak 
And to fight the feeling. 
I lost control. 
My nails swept her cheek 
While she stayed there, kneeling. 
Her smile started to hum 
While my heart began to drum 
To the beat of her swaying. 
At last I'm whole. 
We couldn't keep from 
Each other, now we're laying 
And watching the sun lose size 
Hand in hand with closed eyes. 
The sun remains yonder. 
Our bodies' heat 
Continues to rise 
As we let our hands wander. 
Necking in the flowers, 
Minutes feel like hours 
But time's still flying too fast. 
We're both complete. 
This night is ours. 
And we'll make love like it's our last.

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What I Carry

I carry a lighter to kindle my therapy, 
So I may burn my problems away. 
I carry a heavy heart, 
In a cage-like penitentiary. 
I carry the blood of alcoholism, 
Prone to every addiction. 
I carry low self-esteem, 
My primary affliction.
I carry countless knives half sheathed into my back, 
From all the cowards unable to finish what they've started. 
I carry optimism for what my future holds. 
At least I did, before it all departed. 
I carry ink stained skin, 
Over & under scarred tissue. 
I carry an obsessive mind, 
Dwelling restlessly on each issue. 
I carry regret, 
From love lost to life. 
I hold to myself 
An ongoing strife. 
The list goes on 
With things that vary 
From bad to worse. 
What do you carry?