Tater Trot

I simmer my lashes away while I sleep in a lair of poppyseed Venoms wrapped around my neck Now only I’ll aspirations of gasping on the barbed vine I’ll grow With the ghost of floral scent Just to be woken up by another groggy balefully stale day To lack a collar or lead Blink days…

Violin chords shaking the brass of the mountains and granite A start to rumble into a barren hungered sandpit A winters stone fall to rend upon the grounds racket Facets of stone to fall on the withered mallet Crushing the lands to silk Beneath their hatchet Love not giving any peace in handwrit Just to…

Stretching the picture frame to fit it all As roses dance on the wallpaper sky above An endless pit to fall in lined with maple spades Hiding lice that bite at my brow and tear at my lips Warping As the frame starts to chip and fall My pale eyes well up with tea bags…

Sundering a bow in wind Broken obsolete Let zephyr repair your soul

You plummet to let the buttercupian lies enwrap your weakened soul The messy flip side can grant your idealistic wishes of a buttercream life Just trust in the cause so you can lie in Eris’s wings to become an entertainer Her gold rays to shine over you and coat you like a candy apple with…

Ghastly streets below with aches of fog blurring the state between real and fiction Only able to see the blueberry bushes as tall as hedges like a medieval guillotine Slowly life sours in the streets though not even a sign of a body just foggy emptiness Disappearing cars as if no one was there to…

May I see you on the veranda laying between the ocher shelves. And you say your always alright your petals swaying limply now Resting finally as you grope the edge not knowing whether to fall off. I wish for you I truly do but we both know that’s not gonna get us anywhere. Giving up…

Such a chore to get up in the morning away from your dreams Smelling the mango syrup dripping on your head sweetening the dreams As you pull your sticky head up your like glue as if there was a swamp in your dreams To lay in the shower hoping to pass out back into the…

Navy rain threshing away at torn open streets flooding at the seems Cascading of the red umbrellas of a former bright sunny daybreak Fireworks softens to decorational sticks even their bright color dampened Loud crackling no more just the steady steps of the onslaught of the downpour Clouds covering the sky in a signature stone…