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i try and paint you in a bad light inside my head 
to create a reason to get over you but no matter how hard i try
all i can think of is you
you consume my mind
take control of my speech 
i will always drift back to you no matter how hard the universe can rip me apart from you
you have my heart
my lungs
my blood 
my mind
you have my soul
do you need anything else
i’ll give you all you need of me and still love you the same as you leave me to rot
so you can feel better
i would carve holes in my skin if you wanted to touch my bones
all for you
i would do anything for you
you are like roots wrapping yourself in my chest, 
coiling around my heart,
puncturing holes in my flesh to encase me in your grasp.
i’ll bleed out if it helped you
i’ll bleed out and die without your touch or love 
without your kisses or hugs
without you
i’ll watch you like the mona lisa
loving from afar

Possessed

This black tar covers my brain, 
With viscosity of motor oil from a 1950's tractor, 
Wiping every so often but it still remains, 
Trauma of life may have been a factor,

Continuously drips finding my crevices of weakness, 
Seizing every ounce of good nature it can,
A vicious vacuum for precious meekness, 
This twisted consumption is part of some plan, 

Barbed wire around ribs puncturing with every breath, 
Wounds to never be healed duly,
A hand of tar pumps my heart preventing death, 
Even if it's the one thing the sickness seeks truly.

Belladonna Field

Good night, old friend.
Hush and sleep.
I’m here as long as we can pretend.
Even after you leave.

If pain is a gateway to the soul,
then my dreams deem your words the key to such a portal
I just can’t tear my eyes away
your blunt nails puncturing skin, their purpose ugly lines

If I could I would rasp a scripted farewell
envelop the spirits you trapped here frame to frame
but the jeers swimming in your Cheshire smile bleed a crimson too real
maybe I should rejoice, this house now a home – not a belladonna field.

But it never will be unlike a cage
twenty years, two decades, one fear, no apology
a few tears won’t erase the scars on her arms 
you the forefront, I the ignorant, and she the child in Omelas

I’m terrified I’m grieving a vile sadist
the people surrounding me either love or hate, curse or forgive, 
they don’t understand what it’s like
to miss someone so soul-crushingly cruel.

Incarceration

and then the accused fell foul
of yet another condemnation
without trial
the sentence spoken in anger

shards of bloody mosaic
stick to his bare feet
from where she threw
the glass on the tiled floor
punctuating
compartmentalizing 
puncturing an unspoken truth

superficial wounds already closing	
he wraps a bandage around his heart
squeezes tightly to feel alive
accepts the verdict
though no crime was committed

a scar remains from
what should have been
a beautiful night
and the rope tears into his hands

07th June 2023

Felony

FELONY

BANJI SEGUN (leaking_Penn)

It will pass, Yes, it will.
The Earth, the Heaven will pass
like shooting stars across the sky
what comes from the sky, scares not the Earth.
just little showers tingling her pores. 

Truth shall live long, long after death
in a thousand years journey, only now matters.
Then will come, to the Now, for Later is yet to come
Three siblings of the mother Time 

Emotions are felonies committed against one's world.
Ones repeatedly committed
despite jail time
An unrepentant sinner he is. 

the feel of the thought about its feelings gave joy
Its void plundered wide, puncturing deeply
pain filled the "Left", till twas all, that was left
lingering on like burn scar.

clothing the wound, pampering the pain
conjuring the hollowed laughter
crime the grout for this laceration
a felon caught in the act.

Wonderful Fimagery

wonderful fimagery
a fibulation of truth
a frenetic shark-tooth
puncturing the carotid
artery, artistically

fandom of fibs
will coddle your desperation,
lean into your fabulous
collection of fables, fry
the fish according to recipe

mendacious media robots
move their mechanical jaws
plainly stating the news -
the words they choose
according to choice list

listless and yawning
it’s never dawning on them
that the puppet master 
controls the strings
of jaws, eyelids and
applause

plausible lies
they’re after
laughter in the rafters
hell’s forever after

8/15/2022

Exodus 20:16, 23:1; Matthew 15:19; Revelation 21:8

Voodooed By You

You stab at my manufactured beatless heart,
and tear off my tattered burlap textile.
Puncturing the weakened breath from my tight lungs.
To you, I’m just a naked doll’s unsexed part,
while enduring revenge pain for your feigned love.
Taking mock death with a bent smile from the start. 
Your list grows longer, my devotion stays true.
Our creativeness shown like expensive art.
Sharp pins and needles make me feel worthwhile,
from the tight breath puncturing my weakened lungs. 
Us two, hand-in-hand, this world we must depart. 


Contest Name: A New Abracadabra Poem Poetry Contest
Sponsor Name: Emile Pinet
Style: Rhyme (Abracadabra)
Date: April 14, 2021

The Death of Love

Love is something I have always
sort of accepted...just went with...
needing no manual, nor preacher
to entice me – I miss those days:
when a heart was free from hyper,
sonic bands,  puncturing the eyes of 
internal waves – those innate crests
I once surfed with mental impunity....

Atlantic Cogitations

The Atlantic and her hissing,
Puncturing beyond ears to listen,
Her roar awakens creativity,
Her mind opens all activity
She births knowledge

The Atlantic and her known song,
Cascades ledgers and clefs;
She rises deeply with her surge,
With echoes unending as she hit shores
Her tuneful melody welcomes gaiety

The Atlantic and her ravishing view,
Revealing truth beyond sight
Her edges are borderless
Her curve is endless
She is life in its entirety

My Watch Cat

Verdant yard shines in pure greenness.
I admire it from my couch on the porch. 
Cat rubs my body trying to make his nest.
Arrogant butterfly walks up and down the glass table.
Dog’s panting is unreasonably loud.
Chattering monkey sound coming from a tree.
Laughing hyena? Crow? Invasive whatever it is.
Destroys the quiet ambiance of this lazy afternoon.
Ouch! Cat’s claws are puncturing my socks.
Walnut tree is full up with bright round walnuts.
Cat stalks off with his tiger stalk.
Bird feeders are empty thanks to squirrels.
To fill them would be entrapment.
Dead baby mouse is lying less than a meter from my socked feet.
Probably headless if I know Shark like I know Shark.
Shark is back, puncturing my pants with his sharpest claws.
Some leaves are jiggling slightly from the highest tree branches.
The clouds are spectacularly heaven white.
Dog prances back, passes deceased mouse without noticing.
I have a watch cat, not a watch dog.

Incandescence

Your incandescence drew me to your flame
Moth-like, I gravitated to your light
Then feigning nonchalance, I asked your name
The music of your voice set me to flight
And added several inches to my height
When you inquired of my name I saw stars
Stellar arrays beyond Venus or Mars
Puncturing through the thick shroud of the mask
I use to hide my stories and memoirs
My lady! All you had to do was ask!


written 18 Aug 2020

A Depressed Soul

Knees against a forehead
Eyes hiding with no one searching
Feet chilled by the warmth of a tile
Anger ballooning, despair puncturing
Passive by nature, tortured by sutures.

Drops flow to flood, from transparent to red
Bonds of blood, not bound to bear
Actions seen, a joke glinting of an edge
Words could soothe, if only the tone was true
Tomorrow made fictitious, by every second passed.

Rest should be a means to recover
Dreams are feint where reality threads
Asleep but awake, lying is deceptive
Living in doubt, fear is a constant draught
Misery presides over expression, concealment, a futile tendency.

Able limbs, succumb to aching muscles
Exercise relieves, when discipline is not limp
Reflections diminish, definitions visibly inhibited
Comfort is sought in volumes, defeat consumes most
Hungry for happiness, groping for restraint.

Silence strangles, vocalisations stuttered
Language a forte, tearing away at a fort
Coherency absent, clauses incomplete
Penance maybe, for cultured sins
Seeds of hope, infertile to a depressed soul.

Callous Camouflage's Crest

eerie odds awed
puncturing pulpy pores
sassy spell spurned
leering lanky lurch
felon fate features
fuming strained seizures

airy alakazam hatched
taunting tampered trance
draped dribble's prank

smothered smirk starved
porous platter parked
moaning meagre marks

wielded twain wedged
callous camouflage's crest.
       '20:05:15:18:46

Note: Of plagued personality.

Shelter-In, Shelled Out

I'm keeping track of
a big bug buzzing above my head, resembling
Public order. How did it get in, I wonder and
did it use hand-sanitizer before entering?
Silly thought are easy to come by these days
when yesterday came today and will likely
impose itself tomorrow, making my kitchen 
calendar redundant, except for a dart game,
puncturing holes in the wall. 
Today, a big rain washed out my plans
for grocery shopping, not in the mood
for freezing in long lines for the sake
of a jar of milk, some butter, bread, and eggs,
not to forget toilet paper, the prized item of 
them all! 
Painting my mask crossed my lazy mind
nailing it: Need love
I should come out of my mental coma sooner
than the vaccine, no health worker can decide that
and it won't hurt to call a friend and
pretend I care. Coping with lies is
easier now that I'm in house arrest
without committing a crime.  Self-surveillance
doesn't quite work here, coughing at my shadow
has ideal effect! It barks back a word of wisdom
ladies, gentlemen, forever idiots, there 's an 
empty bench under the apple tree. Live
without panic, in the firmament of existence, in
the ventilator of passing time.

Vying Voluptuous Verge

eerie earth belched
callous creed's crest
nocturnal nature nauseated
dark dribbles cremated
hoisted hankering cruised
sassy soil puked

rusty rims yawned
puncturing pulpy pawn
tactic trend torn

bruised bark bent
mystic moaning etched
saucy seal spent

lofty lids lurched
vying voluptuous verge.
    '20:04:10:19:20

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