I woke up in this sweaty factory with an existence I don't know a life altering place shards of broken glass coffin sized parapets crying my name concrete, riffed by tides, wind & green mold crawling up all those translations she spews cold heartless wind, influencing what once was a part of me choking my paintings, like a terrorist she clutches fate & destiny, with lies going beyond human nature evoking artifacts unfamiliar she creeps in the round belly of my native land, spewing thoughts destroying animated gods defining culture I'm trapped in her spinning wheel gutting me like a fish but still breathing better to be burned alive then to enter heaven with remorse she can tear away my soft tissue but can never wash away heavy weighted granite memories I have know this woman before, and before that and before that to... she lives in a friendless box coveting souls it is my punishment, because I've known something she could never touch except in fairy tails, that she was to aloof to read... dirt roads linger long after she's gone red lights blinking her center stage she is all that man fears torrential downpours stripping clean human frailties & limitations like a raven eating road kill her soul hums while she spills blood I am no longer afraid clutching the roots in my belly thankful for birds that spread seeds of adoration... You see, What she doesn't know is, I've spent many hours in those clinics where old women smiled while bandaging my hands I awaken standing next to a crib she is no longer there though I feel her marks of prophecy that died a slow and miserable death I am conscious of her nose that drips soprano rile and thunder laying in her bed of pretend ...and I am thankfulBirth sign: Aquarius
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