Unraveled

  I was unraveled. The undoing of 22 years conditioning Doomed by a curious chiding smile And muttering of sweet nothings. Felled by targeted blows from another felled creature Fallen, I laid sequestered. Breathe here, thrive there; An unforgiving existence for defective things In the manufacturer’s alcove. A pit of quiet anguish. It was a…

You Had a Dream Once

  When death, at last, pays you a visit, An escape finally, to die with glee. Anywhere but this vexing transit; Disease and debt, hunger and pain; and for what to be? Are you wrong to long for more? You had a dream once, Once when pangs of hunger equaled an adventure. Were you granted…

When am I Human in my Own Home?

There is darkness in my home A smile that is gone in the blink of an eye. A memory of the past drowned in blood. Yet, the simpleton’s greed, Lets many see those years as prosperous Whose head was it on that spike? The ones that bought us freedom Whose dreams ended at midnight In…

Mama Let’s Talk

  Mama, Let’s Talk Let’s talk about se– Mama no, I haven’t had But I met a guy. Such pleasurable physique of perfection. And he took such great care With my feelings, mama. We talked about waiting, We decided it was best. We started with a kiss He explored my lips with his graceful tongue…

Paradise Lost: Fall From Grace

I was tempted to categorize this as a poem, and it is, but it tells a story, the story of fallen angels and the loss of paradise. It has something akin to chapters. It is a poem in twelve books that speaks of right and wrong, good and evil and justice. You also have the…

Let Me Tell You of the Man

    Let me tell you of the man With haunted brown eyes Dark, as forgotten cavernous catacombs. His skin was deep dark chocolate. The type you buy and ask why The sugar miserably missed its mark. Those spiked roach legs Attached to his face More Neanderthal that human. Scribbled on his forehead, were Rickety…

Oh Africa!

  According to Martin Luther King, “the ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort and convenience, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy.” I wrote this poem about two or three weeks ago but didn’t post it because i was and still am scared of…

Failure

It was the right position Ten seconds and buzzing saying hello Asking for a mission Ctrl Alt Delete– ENTER It was, as it was expected. It was prints in Times New Roman System check completed Deathly silence, bad omen Tap tap tap– SPACEBAR Bubbles on the s c r eeee n Wait, Or Kill Pages!…

Hoe

Hoe Is what he said but what he meant had nothing To do with the metal tool whose blunt edges fairies fear, Which diligently separates dirt for new sprouts. Nor, had it anything to do with green fields or the prettiest marigolds. What he meant was your promiscuity, your body count Something you are better…

I remember, I was…

I was five when I saw an armed revolver for the first time I was five when the boom sound of it made me look to the sky for fireworks I was five when I looked back down disappointed, only to find blood on the pavement I was five when the innards of a broken…

Mirror Mirror

You come in varying shapes and sizes, Smooth on surface. On your serenity, a perfect reflection livens With flawless precision; you are pedantic, meticulous. The world, your painting; you’re an ever changing canvass. You are a true friend, for your honesty. A wolf, leading man to destruction by Hubris; Without contempt, without care, even with…

The Truth For Us All

The truth? He was on the run from the Queen of hearts. He was cursed by Queen Grimhilde. If he didn’t, Maleficent would come and… Dr. Facilier would send Black slithering creatures, with red eyes For us all! The truth? Lady Tremaine spelled him to marry her, Ratcliffe promised him gold on a voyage To…