Stick figures
In shadows running dominoes
Savoring the synopsis
of the multitudes clamoring
Against the forces stripped of gratitude
Hearing the voices of death choirs singing loudly
Silent bogus is the boogie dancing in the streets dire
Animated conglomerate
3/6/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 3022
Hearts are like snowflakes, no two alike.
Beating so very cold at times
as to freeze an angel's wings
in goblets of devilish wine.
The Heart is like a monkey.
Swinging from vine to indigo vine.
Leaving a smile or a scratch
on the eaves of a hopeful face.
The Heart is like a firefly or star.
Breathing life into sable skies.
Pulsing a lover's lavender soul
with a lute made of fading scars.
The Heart is a raft made for one or two.
Birdsongs sewn from frosted glass.
A beauty to be remembered but never to last.
The Heart is like a garden or maze.
Casting a million gossamer rainbows.
Always leaving a melancholy memory.
While honoring the spirit of the rain.
The Heart is an orphan made of silk.
The charred soul of a runaway king...
A whispering zero-echoing.
From the granite walls of infinity.
The heart is everything's everything.
She said she’d always be there;
Stay through thick and thin;
But she walked away without me;
And our love it’s on and off again.
Damned right I got the blues;
Right down from my head to my toes.
And I tell you people bad luck is always with me;
It always comes but never goes.
My only son he doesn’t know me;
And I doubt he even cares.
And when staring back at me
Its empty eyes that stare
And damned right I got the blues;
I see nothing but smoke coming back again;
And my baby’s back for another round
And I’m afraid she’ll win again
Feral Conglomerate
The love i never knew
But always wanted
For so long i hunted
And once it was clear in view
It wasn't worth the bullet
It wasn't who's desire, what it was
Setting seas a-fire, butt because
The beauty was little more than makeup deep
The mascara and fake smile were cheap
The waves crashing down left a trail black and brown
But your unsinking smile saved your skin
To let you burn the seas again
It wasn't the perfection, or the pure
Nor solely the inflection of allure
Or the allusion of a life gone by
Not acknowledging the tear in my eye
That's falling for my youth
Let down by the truth
The love i always knew
But never wanted
Til i was out of view
Came back to be confronted
It wasn't the right place
It wasn't the right time
It never was
Every feeling
Every scream
I hate you
I love you
This feeling that I need you
Need the feeling
Need the screams
Need to hate
Need to love
I have no restraint
Boundless feeling
With each scream
Fueled by hate
Began in love
Every plea
Every question
I see you
I breathe you
A plea to those who heed you
Hear the pleas
Hear the questions
Know I see you
Feel me breathe you
A world apart
I didn't know
I want to feel
I want to scream
I want to hate
I want to love
It's choking me
I try to plea
I try to question
I cannot see
I cannot breathe
My lips are glued together
I guess I'll never find it now
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