Art Murder Poems

My perception of the world is illusory art
The darkness is absolute
Women suffering violent abuse
From the one who said, “I do.”
Men and women  pushing dope
To...

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War to go
One scream away
From murder
Art done right 
Never to fight
Conscience of convenience
Sand blind cold boots pant rash hair clay mud pies
Resident sadists social decay
Where...

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Mirror Brave
Give me days
When it gets too much
Just get outside
Soak up some sun
Haunted by dreams of murder
Surrendering to  
The champion  of dreams
Sirens cramp...

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My friend, don’t struggle so
Not much longer to go
No more working for the all-mighty buck
No more lusting after the…
Ahhh your dirty mind 
Will be the...

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I've given it thought 

I've tried reading your heart 

It never worked 

cause you made me wanna kill my art.



What am I doing?

Maybe I should...

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In the shadow of the night, a woman stands,
Her eyes, as chilly as the winter's winds,
Her hand raised high, a sword in her hand,
Her face,...

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Bathing with Bathsheba

By Mark D. Stucky
As you bathed bare below the high palace
were you intentionally seductive?
The citadel was in plain view,
and so apparently were you.

Or...

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Behold! 
Where is it no mortal soul fathoms to dare?
The foretold detestable dunes of despair!
Whose sands of crystalline luminescence 
Drown and drain thy essence. 

Far...

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The bar door is ajar only fading voices
echo into the void, from nowhere...and afar!

Here n there, trash drifts
ghosts in flickering neon 

Broken floating bloated 
dead...

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Lurching out of the door into darkness 
A street full of people, bodies pass n collide

Plunging from dark to light!

Not looking at or thinking of...

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Miss Jessica Finch, the avian sleuth 
Was scratching out novels and sipping vermouth.

She lived a charmed life when she was quite young;
Her first book, “The...

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As sex and scars, mascara covers
The blood n liquor mingles on the bar
Draining to the vast caverns of my horrors 
While dark dreams coalesce in...

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a procession

shadowed ravens watch 
depressive day turns
the winds bring Frost 

Skelton branches clutch 

Ghosts dance after the fall 
The procession crawls 
To the point of...

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Let me penetrate your abyss 
and storm your walls of dominion.

Let’s rage against the dying 
of the light bringer of night
and scream to creations seams...

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I see you there, a shadow in shadows.
A form of boney limbs and pale skin
your arms your ribs a cage of air.

Your eye sockets stare...

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