A stable future

 The futures a block
Positioned in a way 
Unvacatable
all encompassing

the poor climb to the top 
The rich pour oil down the sides
So most of those grins are frown
By the time they refind the ground


Some may contentedly pick up the can
and spray something appalling across
The concrete sprawl

you want a place far from slums and sticks
In one of those hollow deocrated bricks
just try not to fall

Sacrosanct affair

 Blazé in the hot coach
sunglasses at night
Nonchalent
Top of her legs

Sultry smile kicking out wide
Rumors turn the gears
make them lock into place
reputations in flames

Lights and appeal
beat bouncing bodies
cameras working overtime
a few autographs blown kisses

Look on you want to be a part
The brand you bought set you back a few months
Yet noone sees you there in the crowd
surrounded by a similar species

Restless shoulders
anxious knees
bitten back finger nails
a thing for celebrities

She´s up there smoking from the hot coach
punching in a tag for climate change

sun glasses at night
All blazé ankles bare

The steel barriers keep you back
out of the way
fenced in, the spectacle is pasture
you lovely sheep

Music starts and that body moves
you are forced to imitate
Memorized a few dance moves
just in case this moment arrived

The one you are in all alone
Unnoticed and elegantly invisible
what is hot goes on screen
in an emoji shower

You just help to pour
As you pine a heart cooling woeful vibe
Invisible on the hall of fame little pavement
recording every moment

attempt on a holy man

 He sits calmly knife to his throat
Not a savior in sight
The knife still doesn´t cut
Smile reappears

Life untouchable
Faith and that light
the sustenance
Safe home

The assailant jumps back
Lightening bears down on a nearby trunk
fire appears as if to be company
sunshine still across the smile

Knife on the ground
pointless quest

Interior Decorating

 Jealousy stretches 
friends can be friends
predictable game
stupid etiquette

Your face is a carpet

looking up at the chandelier
Quite envious woolly stare 

Rivalry appears
competent monster
competition and loss
I leave it dry

But you´ve drowned
ghost mocks me
As I cry feng shui
Copy my funeral repeat the eulogy

Each revolution of laughter
A great taunt
Feeling is a mistake
an empty island

Do you want me to be
An empty island
The one you all live on

Gave yourself permission
To chew during the advertising
To clap at the parade

In unison, a choregraphy
simply wallpaper
Stretching and reflecting
the other side of the corridor

 

Father shins

 Hi father from beyond
skin falling from shins
sun shining in eventful 
Work a day less

Let the cliche vex me

For when my hair falls and greys
I can no longer see the way
hand of god to slap me down

Journeys across the sea
smiles and exchange
our bodies sick
Just a few hours longer

Walking with your weak heart
next to the river, next to the flow
Kidneys not cleaning it
action in a short life

a rushed one
One day less of work
empty hands
What urges you out of bed father

I can still see you
Curtains open sun shinging in
your innocence is a fine dust
gold when we collect it

Your mistakes clumsy
Not so premeditated
So no sickness within
Just a little flaky on the skin of it

You said whatever it takes
we share grins
what part of you am I
Do I build it all up
or knock it down

The lakes of the future father
blue and green feeding our human race
What am I inside of them
With the big hand of god
swatting at our petrie dish

Still here in this rugged world
somewhere in the aura
present with us
tragedy or miracle

Eternal Vagrant whirl

This skeleton in a coat, pants and folly 
Disheveled near the entry to the alley

The stench keeping him on the fringe
Or he would delve straight in

The nightmare of the morning
Grinning up at him rawly
He wanted it out of his mind
Time unnecessarily unkind

store bought people
announced their disapproval
amelioration of hostility
Like a destructive worm in the gut

He hobbled to the gutter picked up a half smoked
Cracked lips rolled around it lungs inflate
Phospherous sparked
An ember distributed smoke

Shop clerks all gestured vomitting as if in trance
He took off upon an irregular dance
haunting their uneventful days
with a certain homeless grace

Cut ties with the devil his friendship ruptured
He himself the laughing quarter tar blackened
So the devil might just claim he discarded him first
If it were not for the dance and the grin

That wicked jealousy cut devil from within
None so sensitive to rejection as him
As if his new girl had skipped town
to exact a crack in infernal crown

Him the very butt he was smoking
The butt of certain mocking jokes
The dressed up somatic assembly
had somehow concocted

Hell had lost it´s paperwork
As he seemed to collapse standing
eclipsing the shadows of the street signs
stray animals losing their minds

His senses will take a few more months to return
Like lost children to a broken home half burned
A loophole in the contract of existance
Still ambling covetous hand grasped a napkin

A spectrum of feelings and thoughts
All stained with pavement filth
That no single napkin may launder
In small letters between the finger stains
was his vengence written in his own pain

Causing the sun to fall faster over the horizon
And the motors of darkness to rev
Skeleton of a man dusk dripping from his cries on
deaf bustling traffic never to give
ears to vagrant
eternal or not 

Kinetic retrogression

 Gave me the ability to push you with invisible energy
Power swelled and swelled
I could feel it like a river through arms
Besting the guardians

To ancient forest track
where life itself started
Just dry enough during the day for fire
Just wet enough to hydrate life

Life and death 
awake from dream
Unconscious in it
A micro resurrection

Primitive and hostile
survival the string of time
the animal in us
exists

Gave me the ability to kill with sticks and stones
The club felt so natural in hand
I could feel it as if a tree was part of me
Besting the meeker tribes