There is a moon stuck inside the stoplight
A still unblinking gaze controlling blood tides
Circulatory system like New York City in the seventies
The thrashing of my tire fire heart led
To the tribute of an overzealous blood tithe
With the buzzing of the latch relay circuit
Night and day, the cosmic light switch clicks
Itself into place, there is no dusk or dawn
We are burdened to tread in the interchange
We are a gathering of werewolves, in need
Of a blood moon, craving catharsis and hope
There is no time to pencil in a reverie
A daily scene, like a living nightmare
Turning us into cybernetic lycanthropes
Categories:
circuit, allegory, anger, animal, change,
Form: Free verse
In my feelings I’m fillings
In my splitting placement settings
Intentional pig intestines
I LAMB COVING MY LINKAGE
My beef is forced anger
So goose my way through life passages go figure
I goat what I eat what I ate aspirate danger
My by product waste excrement, temperament
Cleanse out covered wrinkle tribe
Neither lamb fry nor black pot
In my feelings I’m fillings
In my splitting placement settings
Intentional pig intestines
Spiritual and Physical
~
Left over thrown away chitterling
Skins of mine intestines
Mutton never tasted spiritual under taking
I’ve been bomb basin
A jointed of veal provide
How we feel been denied
Speaks of feces yum turn inside out
In my feelings I’m fillings
In my splitting placement settings
Intentional pig intestines
Physical and Spiritual
11/12/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
Categories:
circuit, blessing, community, how i
Form: Dramatic Verse
I'm sitting here with short circuit
thoughts.
In a lousy dilemma, I don't know
what to do.
I had a thousand watts dreams for
this love affair.
But it all came crashing down due
to the fact that it was a microwave
type of love.
We didn't let it take time to bake or
simmer in a crockpot.
Now it's over, faster than it began.
Alexis Y.
08/9/2021
Categories:
circuit, how i feel, lost
Form: Free verse
The current whizzes around the wire.
If there's no resistor, there will be fire.
Categories:
circuit, funny, science,
Form: Rhyme
Burning flame, lost tears, don’t expect any compassion for your soul here.
Burning flame, dark skies, don’t expect a sympathetic soul to hear your cries.
Life burning, sorrowful screams.
Let them die alone on hospital beds as they don’t matter, blame it on their weak genes.
Silent nights, they can’t breathe!
Your life does not matter to this government whose only appetite and concern is selfish greed.
Categories:
circuit, absence, abuse, anger, bereavement,
Form: Free verse
rain drops replenish
comatose cascade hastens
potent ocean serves
© Harry J Horsman 2018
Categories:
circuit, nature, water,
Form: Haiku
Categories:
circuit, race,
Form: I do not know?
my feelers feel a moldy cheese wheel
to the dented and bitten side, slapping
pushing, thumbing down, break a chunk
and bring close to my eyes to take
a look. there are my brothers, they
look hither and see my eight thousand
eyes gazing upon squirming fatness
in the festering fuzzy fungus sauce.
not fit to eat or to discard, i hold
my brothers' home and look to the wall,
then to the floor, and to the ceiling
so mottled and cream. just a little less
viscous than their own abode, and
smelling similar. they have no eyes
or ears, but an instinct to wiggle and
squirm. so alike are we, my brothers in
the curdled gouda.
i devoured the wheel whole, for i hungered,
and was sated
Categories:
circuit, insect,
Form: Free verse
The nest of wires
so loosely tethered
at the base of control
suffers from rigidity
while hard-linked
to each portal of
infinity
until cracks snake
the foundation
like menacing grins,
all mirthlessly mouthing
infallible truth
behind certain
fallibility:
every age rises
before diminishing
to bury discovery
as treasure precious
within the driving
will of all forms
sentient.
Categories:
circuit, allegory
Form: Free verse