Bury my soul

Take my body and rest it against the mountains and watch the vultures swoop in and have a go at me. Devour me and swallow my skin covered body bag.

Bones attached to the limbless socket that they call a walking corpse. Eyes all on me, all eyes on those creatures with deadly ripping wings and whipped shot ears. Cackling, they scratch into me, dig unto me and laugh.

Those vultures have a laugh now, a wicked evil scour, they watch me lay there lifeless, jello like. I smile and thank them for releasing my soul to the wild, with the flap that is my mouth skin.

I couldn’t have lived without this to look forward to.

Induced preventions

Ranting, screaming through my fingers but for some reason there is a block

Where, when why are there so many things stopping me, i’m allowing them to stop me, prevent me from simply waking up from my zombie-induced body bag

Simply trudging, walking, running through the subway tracks, hoping they’ll cave in and I’ll fall off the brink, edge shattered, sharp.

Just finding my way through the slow dancing legs the trees are waving to me, at me.

howling offers

today we looked the sky inThe eye with all we

Had to offer

Every single inch of us floated

Up towards the blazing

Suns heat

Swaying overhead

The winds aren’t howling hear

The loudest sounds are our

Thoughts

Echoing when bouncing

From one planet to another

Clarity Strength

Sober are those who swell with a wicked sharp, intoxicated are those who shed a Meaty sleeve

Hidden amongst some, mixtures of both clarity stain and mocked strength.

Little do we see, but assume things are translucent where they lay intertwined 

Welcomed are those who believe the darkest woes are the truest way to deflower one’s apathy 

Slowly sorrows swim across the devilish rivers whenever I walk into their little dabbling cemeterial crossings

Sprouted Somethings

It seems the darkest lollies are dancing                                                                                                                                   squirming at the sheets you pulled over us that night                                                                                                                 and where were you when they stopped uprooting?

Sudden sprouts where your orphices had caved prior to the                                                                                                   accident your mindspace adapted as a freight change                                                                                                               jumped and called you home when you needed something

Your words stopped making sense when your demons scratched                                                                                                 at your back door screaming, waiting inside your vined beat

Caving Ends

I’ve killed off parts of myself to keep others from caving in, ending themselves 
Now I fill those dead ends with their’s to open back up
I walked to the bottom and risen higher than I needed to, fell back and flipped it all over and watched myself sprout 

Dampened Slopes

Where were you when the gallows swallowed you,                                                                                                                     I was just waiting on the shoulder                                                                                                                                               of your heartbeat falling                                                                                                                                                             towards the slope

When was the exact moment                                                                                                                                                       when your headache                                                                                                                                                                 became your main reason to                                                                                                                                                     mask the sudden fluke that got between us

I sit here and I ponder between                                                                                                                                                   the sunlt dusk and the shark infested waters                                                                                                                         wondering how we became so dim                                                                                                                                             when the spark continues to flash in the foreground

Don’t let me put a damper on your so-called self-appreciating smile