I Was

I was

brok-en,

take-n,

mak-ing

music out of sorrow

and sick,

twist-ed,

wick-ed,

want-ing

to be seen

as blood drips

out of my mouth

and in all

my magic mayhem.

I was told I was a force,

a storm,

a gathering of

an ancient soul

and a crying child

just

hop-ing

to be heard.

Money Man

Sick mouth mesmerizes,

pretty doll tantalizes,

silly boys drip down walls

for the prettiest girl in the room,

and in the morning

the monster eats you

for breakfast

without a worry.

Third eye revolts

from your head,

(because you weren’t

paying attention to her anyway)

and she finds the nearest pub

to get trashed in and

makes out with strangers,

leaning on lampposts,

fucks in the garden,

next to the river,

then wakes up in the morning naked

with a crowd gathering,

and she craves to loose her mind

to sex appeal

and the money man.

I Forget the Rest

Birthing the hunter,

I spent my nights

running,

running,

ever running

from you,

my secret monster.

And I saw

the pain flit

across his

pretty little face

and felt a tinge

of compliance

because I couldn’t

soothe the ache

out of you.

Ah well, at least

she keeps her promise

to be a cold queen,

snow on eyelashes,

still life carousel,

dogs in the dungeon,

manic music

that sits in your

hip bones

until even breath

is a requiem.

And even when you didn’t approve,

I burned the whole

goddamn house down anyway

with my fire body sizzle.

Start over Stardust.

Hush.

Breathe Deep.

I forget the rest.

Crazy and Light

I was lonely,

the kind of lonely that

makes you cough and

sticks in your lungs.

Was it just

the way my head

tilted the “real” world

so vastly

that made people

snicker and stare

as I walked by and

my friends

roll their eyes at my ponderings

and say with a sigh,

“You are just in one of your

monster moods.”

I felt a deep sense

of walking freakshow

which seemed to make people

uncomfortable and me angry

and awkward as fuck.

Goddamn, I wanted just once to blend

into the wallpaper.

Nevertheless,

when Death showed up

outside my window

I paid her

three jack of bleeding hearts

to stay here

for just a little while longer.

And even though

each of us is just

a cluster of atoms

that likes hanging out

with each other

in a human sphere

of crazy and light,

I knew I’d miss

this temporary home

between the stars

and the crust of the earth.