While the World Erupts

Clover fields

and sun-drenched skies,

wispy clouds,

they are but lies.

 

Everyone

is shrill, is cold–

nothing’s real,

they’ve lost their souls.

 

Smiling kids

with viper’s fangs

ring their bells–

for death, they clang.

 

Lovers in

their secret rooms

turn to dust

inside their tombs.

 

Nations rise

while others fall

but this time

death comes for all.

 

Shadows play

before my eyes,

whispering

what next will die.

 

Go along

and play your games

while the world

erupts in flames.

 

7-7-19

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Another Fool

I want you to be overwhelmed

by me;

breathless,

dizzy,

unable to turn

away.

 

I want you to see me,

all of me.

I want you to want

to explore

all the hidden corners

wrapped in shadow

that no one else

can see.

 

I want you to persue me

relentlessly,

to fight for me

like I am your most coveted

prize,

your fate,

your only.

 

But you are lukewarm

in your attentions.

For all your

lust

you are empty of

passion.

 

There is no subtelty

to your art,

and your arrogance

betrays

your hand.

You love to play

the hero,

but you are just

another fool.

 

6-24-18

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