Crashed, Smashed, Unabashed

the world

whirligigging

in nauseating circumvolution

immolates upon impact

with sun’s burning luminosity

there is gnashing of teeth

upon swords unsheathed

buried to the hilt

in the exenterated entrails

of forsaken veracity

under the indigo glow

of moonbeams’ gleam

hope fogs the glasses

of those not yet

utterly disillusioned

refracts

through the cracked lenses

of potent possibilities

spills drops of rainbowed

promise

rebounding from shattering

 

Razor’s Edge

your words are saw-toothed razors

rusted in moldy marinade

arsenic and cyanide

I knew you

when compassion

your modest camisole

peaked

from beneath

sweatered scrutiny

so I swallow

serrated fragments

disembowel myself

with hardened consonants

presupposing credence

I tattoo your epithetical

epitaphs

etch upon forearms

contemplate resultant gore

in concentrated

consternation

having held your esteem

close to heart

the whetted edges

of your sentences

press against my jugular

I funnel blood

into my quill

suturing begins

 

 

 

Presentation

when I raise

my eyes

imbibe knotty draughts

of your emeraldine

essence

pour out

intricate dahlia

elixir

in mingling tingles

I part

my candied lemon lips

osmose salted sips

of your fevered fervor

captivate

entangled gasps

lingering throaty zest

I lift my wrist

redolent

fragrant folded

exposure

lips graze

pupils flare in gaze

with tongue’s tip

you partake of

my earthen wine

guzzle immortality

through every nuzzle

 

On Cartoonish Baboonishness

art imitates life

your art is a fatuous fart

of noxious toxins

rotten sulfurous stench

fermented deep

in the hate of your heart

devoid of redeeming

social value

shat out

in twittering diarrhea

enamored of your excrement

you dig deep, straining

scrabbling

through the dung heap

frenziedly fling

cognitively degenerated

foul flaming feces

across the crowded ballroom

Out from the Shadows

ogres chant

REDRUM

march syncopated

puss in boots

boots on streets

monotone drones

pussies in boots

light the night

defrocked, clocked

retread dread

romp while they stomp

puss in jackboots

blame and inflame

shame

shame

shame on us

unless we

trounce and denounce

sound the alarm

wriggle

elbows and hipbones grinding

into the muck

dark dank corners

disarm the bombs

dispersed by mobs

monotone drones

pusses in jackboots

Second Place Breath and Bone Writing Prompt Challenge: Bones that Breathe/Aurora Phoenix

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Blood Into Ink

fetally curled

cold

on the concrete floor

I am devolving

gelatinous mass

of aborted malformed

futures

puddled

reeking of whimpering

helpless abandonment

as flesh of my humanity

sloughs from my bones

flutter of my waxing

tachycardia

is the invisible beat

of hummingbird wings

hover-sipping

succulent nectar

in bejeweled flashes

shivering

in the arctic blast

penetrating blizzard

of condemnation

blinded by ruthless

howling villainy

my bronchi spasm

as breath lixiviates

in lengthening gasps

from my blue

asp-bitten lips

death-rattle of my slowed

quickening

is the imperceptible trickle

of mountain snowmelt

icy pristine

inexorably

fomenting spring

my breath calcifies

in a stertorous

torque

while lilies Monet

blue-green o’er

primordial ooze

my bones exhale

anguish of fractured

millennia

as a prism

of downy flocks float

on a balmy zephyr

in tenebrous moments

when my soul

hovers on the precipice

of its extinction

the universe

exhorts

drops ultimata

in every crisp

desiccated

falling leaf

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Hallowed Halls and Warping Walls

five foot two

towers

from the height

of academic elitism

diminutive doctorate

commands respect

in determined strides

conjures courtesy

among vociferous

verbalizations

walks tall

down storied

hallways myriad

five foot two

cowers

(head up, trembling)

traversing

cinderblock

walk of shame

compacted between

key-jangling escort

deprecatory

leering jumpsuited

audience

lining the halls

visual assaults

steadfastly ignored

five foot two

re-empowers

self

with knowledge

persistence

and adamant

re-integration

five foot two

sours

in the advent

of memory

video clips

replaying endless loops

grey concrete squeezing

while the eyes

following

revel in their fucking

over her silent

screamed objections