Blackened eyes cause the heart to race.
Must run away, all you can do is cry.
A familiar poison, smeared across the hollow face.
An old sinister rope is tied to the sky.
Eyes piercing into your soul,
Its visit comes with a heavy toll.
Once the clock strikes midnight
You’ll be trapped in the cold light.
There is no hope here,
only death and decay.
A soft voice infiltrates your ear,
and giant claws close your airway.
An overwhelming foul scent,
you’re filled with strife.
It lives for your torment,
until you take your life.
Dear Santa, Define Naughty
Two teams take their place
Christmas is no time to give grace
A time of happiness
No time for crankiness
A naughty girl sits on Santa’s lap
Not knowing it was a trap
Tis the season of giving
And a time for real living
You need to take my Xmas cherry
Works magic on santas red berry
Share each others magic boxes
Like naughty red foxes
Put some jingle in your jangle
And suck on Santa’s big dangle
I need to assert dominance
And pump you with joy and confidence
Happiness pouring from every crevice
While your tongue masters Ben Nevis
Are you my little hohoho
By giving Santa a slow blow
Naughty girl jingle my balls
While my face out calls
You should give in to my demands
Before I tie and lash your hands
I want you to ride me like santas sleigh
Or I deeply block your airway
You deserve a white Christmas
With the juice of stiffness
Will you empty santas sack
Or should I unleash in the crack
I get the hard *****
While I hear a pure moaner
I trust you with my heart
Spreading those cheeks makes you smart
We choose each other
For a wet smother
I always choose you
Toska
BY:KHANYA
an immense ache for nothing and everything
all at once
An anguish from the bottom of the heart
and yet how can one star shine
without being bright
when it has lost its light
so i kept mine in deeper darkness of the lonely night
knowing the world made me so fragile
i chose to hide all the feelings burning inside
what good would it bring me if i chose to cry
so just let me be that guy
The one known to hide , bottling everything inside
and inside that bottle is everything you’ll find
behind every scar given by life
what happened to the heart that had every smile
instead of burdens washed down by the river sorrow
and how can i borrow
one’s smile without it leaving me hollow
the chest tightens up
the airway so narrow
making it so hard to breath
and yet i still believe someday my heart will bleed
again
till it can no longer hold so much pain
This candle burns slowly —and with the severity of courage
We pick our way with utter caution down the bombarded stairway
One thing is certain: we must flee from this scoffing pillage.
Aided by fluttering tallow, our vision is haunted by the airway.
Began chatting, then as talking.
Talking, to safe haven.
Safe haven, to unfolding the dark tucked away.
Unfolding, to sharing years of distant memories.
Sharing, to unloading your internal warehouse.
Unloading, to tears flowing.
Tears flowing, words stinging.
Words stinging, airway burning.
Relief, haunting at bay for a passing moment.
Healing slowly, piece by piece.
Uncovering layer by layer.
Tear by tear.
One hour used to feel endless, now one hour feels like minutes.
Like meeting a friend, you felt you always knew. All the masks fall, no more camouflage, no more sabotage.
Just healing, growing and learning.
3
The floating snow falls slow from the grey sky,
in airway frozen calm descends in chosen winter night,
on the slant roof top they silently drop and lie.
The trees of thicket in freeze reflect the pearly glow,
make the early morn scene of joyful serene sight
for the phase of upcoming days of Christmas show.
A scarf-tied snowman beside a red bird sees snow drift,
his spread out attire without doubt shines bright.
They wait for Santa to come straight to them with gift.
no one was in the john that day
so I thought it’d be safe to stay
I needed to sneeze
with hands on my knees
blew the blockage from my…airway
I-Into
F-Flying,
Y-You
O-Obstruct
U-Undulating.
S-Selfish,
E-Evil,
E-Elf!
T-Try
H-Helping
E-Everyone!
R-Rudolph
E-Expressed
D-Dismay
O-Of
F-Fiend.
H-Harassment
I-In
S-Sky!
N-No
O-Obstruction,
S-Smeagol
E-Elf!
A-And
N-Now
D-Don’t
T-Test
H-Him!
E-Extra
W-Wide,
H-He’s
I-Irate,
T-Totally
E-Experienced
I-In
N-Naughtiness.
H-Harsh
I-Is
S-Santa!
E-Eagerly
Y-You
E-Earn
S-Soot -
G-Gift
E-Extended
T-To
O-Obstructors,
U-Under
T-Trust.
O-Openheartedly
F-Find
T-Treasure
H-Helping
E-Everyone.
W-Winter
A-Airway
Y-Yuletide.
12/3/2022
Christmas Acrostic
Sponsor: Bobby May
Positive Airway Pressure
For your sleeping pleasure
Use that humidifier
Or your throat will be on fire
Getting started with a C-PAP,
You’re going to need a nap
Lies drip off my lips like honey.
Whilst the truth struggles to clamber up my airway.
It often gets stuck somewhere between my throat and my mouth.
Never to see the light of day.
Falsehoods come much easier.
They behave as my constant companions.
Support for my throne of fabrication,
Which teeters in the breeze.
Sixty Degrees In January
Miracle Man
1/11/2022
Inhaling the beauty on a winter day,
drifting chimney smoke fills the airway.
A stirring of the breeze is barely enough,
to sound the chimes with each puff.
I’m searching the positives in my past life,
Seeking only good times, avoiding strife.
Remembering faces whose names I forget,
hopefully not caused by present mindset.
Coffee cup empty and newspaper in fold,
I’m left to wonder what current day holds.
Digesting the Past
David J Walker
Or
We can forget about it
And start over
Telling everyone we have
Taken new names
Or
Change the number
On our iPhones prone
To robocalls
Or
Take an alias on Twitter
Delete each other on tender
Another catfish on Snapchat
Or
move to the mountains
through back trails that
no one knows
but everyone goes there
subconsciously
Or
We can think about it
Forever
Slowly simmer on one bad
Summer day that
Lead to a year of
poor decision making
The past is past
You say though still unable to
Digest the mistakes that
To this day still
Block your airway
Since COVID's cooled us all down
~ Why aren't hot-air balloon rides going up?
It's snowing outside today
and sticking in spots
it's as cold as an icicle in the airway
our heat is kicking on lots
I've been thinking concerning messages
that gets sent by our work
I believe a misunderstanding regarding images
that aren't what I meant to perk
if that is the case I apologize
I'm not an evil person for sure
and appreciate the comments you actualize
I'll aim to be clearer adjure
the way I present is meant not to conflict
with anyone who does read
I hope my voice is clear and without to afflict
for I'm trying to be a careful creed
It's snowing outside tonight
it'll be gone by tomorrow it seems
I wish you all a swell night
in whatever time zone sweet dreams
Poetry…
my breath,
my life
Feelings
inhaled,
thoughts to delight
(Dreamsleep: September, 2020)
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