On the walls of a broken heart,
another sits between two teeth.
Spiderwebs of lines splintering
shine when you smile a little bit.
The gap grows as you fall apart
freeing what is soft underneath.
Often dry heels splitting will sting
causing wicked pain in transit.
There is a crack in everything,
yet each flaw has a perfect fit.
Every eye sees things differently,
shattered glass or broken perfect.
With luxurious debasement,
a masterpiece is freed for him.
You possess high end quality,
worthy of passion and respect.
The chemistry changes the scent,
to some you’re worthy of a hymn.
Meant to celebrate not be spent,
timeless could never be a whim.
If this house could begin to talk?
It would still keep my porch secrets.
Having just one space you can trust
has comforted me so many times.
Keep it quiet don’t aim for shock,
dirty laundry’s not meant for guests.
Protecting peace from going bust
I let go and vent to wind chimes.
Let this sunset call those eyes to close,
take a deep breath and release a dream.
Join the montage as the world’s turning,
you add a touch of light and darkness.
Through the process of a few demos,
an ache may toxify your bloodstream.
Embrace all that you are unlearning,
lean back into it no need for tense.
Sprinkle comet dust on your yearning,
become that beacon of florescence.
Filled to the brim with old papers,
recipes, pencils, who knows what.
Manuals I should have thrown out,
that food menu I lost last year.
Black hole for kitchen escapers,
do you think old scissors still cut?
This cracked magnet lying about
is still a cherished souvenir.
Nostalgia in a large amount,
I wonder what else is in here.
Those lyrics in the key of sea
give me all of the Summer vibes.
Even when dearly departed,
you can feel sunshine singing.
A clear horizon, that palm tree,
that’s what the melody describes.
A warm night is how it started,
electrifed steel drums stinging.
That Vernal affair uncharted
lives on in the notes left ringing.
Delectable dreams of sweet treats
chasing after the ice cream truck.
Lunge for that strawberry eclair,
fast like your life depends on it.
A street’s dead end cul-de-sac meets
flavors that leave children awestruck.
At three each day they wait aware,
warms days they’re eager to commit.
Anxious to hear that rhythmic blare,
soon they’ll taste that banana split.
This crystal sky’s non polluted,
I can glimpse into a lush world.
Hidden starships hang in the air,
when will they become visible?
Doubters called it convoluted
as distant galaxies still swirled.
All that I manage is to stare,
awed by what shines invisible.
Bottled starlight tousles my hair,
celestial grips me with sly skill.
I’m unbothered by cold within you,
comforted and calm in a stark light;
Jet-fueled by that taste of clarity,
the knowledge you remain in control.
My soul amplifies crystalline blue,
maniacal grin that shines so bright;
Called to your sure personality,
I’ll follow you down a rabbit hole.
Your ice brings out the fire within me,
feeding my angst just like rock and roll.
Now watch as I push the envelope,
give you a taste of what's possible;
The meek cannot inherit the stars,
space will lose every ounce of luster;
You will not see with a microscope,
the Universal Truth that’s plausible;
Lost within dive bars and basic cars,
no way you could go any faster;
Painted like a cathedral with scars,
your aesthetic makes you the master.
Freshly brewed fog and a fall rain,
the mist could transform to a beast;
Winds might swirl becoming a frog
pulsing so loud inside your throat;
You’ll second guess and feel insane
when elevated fears are greased;
Hit that plot twist with no prologue
left rolling in those tales remote;
Bring that quill back to analog,
tranquilize this poet’s stained note.
There was no room for her honesty,
words turned from a false narrative;
Witnessing the start of this sham
birthed a brand new breed of justice;
Bustling bonfires burn so brightly;
Stay and fight? Her prerogative;
She stole back a stolen rhythm
just to toss in shrewd resonance;
Gospel sung from her diaphragm,
uttered in such sweet defiance.
Pearl white sand, emerald arches,
sweat leaks on a coconut breeze;
Folding my hands into a shield
it’s shadow lost in the Sun’s glare;
All of this dog day heat marches
bending to it’s will sway palm trees;
They exhale humid breath and yield,
I can taste the salt in the air;
Florida’s healing is revealed,
I’m feeling like a millionaire.
A poet’s pen of wicked artifice,
it is so heavy and so eclectic;
The writer’s creativity’s heavy,
tricksy to be inflamed so luminous;
Too many dollar bills to pay a price
I carry this burden like a fire-stick;
Striking harshly as it is meant to be,
smoke inhalation can be dangerous;
I suppose breathing is the sacrifice
to take abstract and mix in prolific;
Glittery concoction becomes deadly,
thus the nature of the magnanimous;
Crossfaded heart deciphering metric,
the unconventional flow hits wavy;
A fixed compass on wicked artifice.
Laying in bed with a pillow
solitary holds a teardrop
under the radio’s thumb;
Turn it up the rhythm’s flowing;
Now I’m ready I’ve got ammo,
that fire song meant for a rooftop;
Never again will I feel numb,
no matter how things are going;
I’ll bet on that Summer anthem
to take away reality’s sting.
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