Kris Miss Something about junkiesNew York city sleazethe hands of clap, murder wrap, electric razor bleeds I seen you reflecting neoncigarette burns on your wristscity grime in your auburn wig, bruises on your knees Let’s celebrate the city that never sleeps24 hour opportunitycocaine flowing freely Take a BIG Bite from the Big Apple, yellow trailsContinue reading “Kris’s Miss”
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Lost
Lost Wondering city streets A bottle of cheap ass wine my sideIt’s been empty for nearlyTwenty Two Fucking YearsYet I don’t tell a soulAnd No One even cares I’ve done Shit that would haveMade our populous ExtinctShit that would make you cringe(If you knew the Truth)Let’s just sayKarma is another word forSurvival Cockroaches reading NewspapersDungContinue reading “Lost”
The Truth Begins
LL🖤🥀 The Lying Bane of my existance, You Do NOT lead someone on and then Ghost them and blame it on “Bi-Polar”… Not too effective when you have the same condition, yet I don’t treat people like Assholes, especially people i process to love then unfriend them, block them from other social platforms, and afterContinue reading “The Truth Begins”
For You
I did have this waiting for you, if and when the time is right… There is truly nothing I want more than for you climb onto me and take in my full length and girth as you ride yourself into oblivion!And all I want in return is to suck your whet, soaking fingers, putting themContinue reading “For You”
Do You Remember
Do You Remember What do you rememberWhat do you remember about MEDo you rememberWhat was meant to beOrWas that just an illusionNothing but a Dream I dreamed I’ve held onto hopeI’ve held onto darknessI’ve held onto comfort,in simple memories Do you rememberThe way you made me smileThe way you could make me laughas the worldContinue reading “Do You Remember”
No Pressure
No Pressure It usually didn’t rain in southern California, but when it did the arid infrastructure wasn’t designed to hold even the smallest amount of seasonal rain at all. Great muddy puddles of yesterday’s would stretch from the center of the street all the way through to the depths of broken sidewalks of tomorrow’s. EachContinue reading “No Pressure”
Zelda
Zelda Suffering and genius go hand in hand married to brilliance Art Deco thoughts meanderdown Champagne dreams lostamong the poets and sculptors Madness breeds and thrives within alcohol and jealous veins insane Icons of youth and success—enfants terribles of the Jazz AgeShe raged/ liquored up spinning OUT/ the archetype flapper birthing the fire flash paperContinue reading “Zelda”
Down The Lane
Down on the Lane The hazel autumn whispersBrought tears to my eyesBrought tears to my eyesI have never been touch beforeNo never like this No Never like thisWild Raven hair reaches for meI surrender myselfI surrender myselfIf wind had a name would it comedown the LaneI put her to my lipsI put her to myContinue reading “Down The Lane”
Fall from Grace
Fall from Grace It seems as thoughI’m Not as strong as I thought I once had been The boy in the blue jeansThat falls from an oak treeStruggles to maintain his Breath Had climbed Higher and HigherTo dizzying heights how beautifulThe world had seemed to him Grasping at ravens with love in his eyes ThenContinue reading “Fall from Grace”
Concrete Juice Bar
Concrete Juice Bar Tammy LoveOn her knees at 1 am 42 Street givingelbow grease and jiffy wax to Jumpin Johnny’s Hot Rod Cock inside a dimly lit Buddy Booth …cigarette burned linoleum …. opentin of Moroccan hash, a slab of black bun tar Fanned out bell bottoms on fine fine Black Ass, inrollers and wavesetContinue reading “Concrete Juice Bar”
Reflection
Reflection Sullenly lostSleep walking Through lifeOne footIn front Of the OtherKris Kringle sang My heart Feels hollow Bang bangingWithin this Hollow cage Of bone Alone And the windCuts deep Of memoriesThat were neverBirthed And I find my reflectionLooking back at meIn a rain puddle Of tearsThat laysBeforeMy feet And With The reflectionI see you /Continue reading “Reflection”
Queen Bessie 👑
Queen Bessie 👑 Alone Wrapped in a thermal blanket of despair fingers knotted like a rusted bench vice in some drunken Mechanic’s shop A Real tar baby. Getting her fixes popping more loaded balloons than a New York clown on crack. PoP PoP PoPAnother then another Then another She may be Thick and Full ofContinue reading “Queen Bessie 👑”
Candy
Candy The Lower East Side clothed himConcreteBathed his soulHe dropped candylike Jesus gave away fishHe takes not saves souls This Fat Cat Groovy GroomerSpread out Fifty dollar thunderclouds like peacock feathersReeling in and stealingSixteen year old hookersJailbait on crackdrugstore prostitutesfedfrom his gaudeOver jeweledprimate hands A real Mr. East RiverBig BIG SmileOversized teeth andLIPSHis breath wreakingContinue reading “Candy”
✨Prophet of the Aquarian Aeon 93/93 ✨
You are an empty Meme.. an unused sticker of both fate and loneliness… Spinning on a Pit over fire and coal This is where you will identify you *self* as headless as a pig the you are. Heed my words… Thy WILL be done, and sadly there is no return nor redemption for your emptyContinue reading “✨Prophet of the Aquarian Aeon 93/93 ✨”
Friends of Fire
Friends of fireFriends ofgreat wastelandSister of MarianYou never cared Oh Babylon RisingI was more than wrongThe blind elementalOf the Scarlet WomanThatFor meNever Existed Through tempered fireAnd Pain forged before meI behold secrets and liesThat I was Never clever enuffTo bare or endure as NowYour purposeful silenceIs absolutely both poisonAs well as deafening The wasted RiddleContinue reading “Friends of Fire”
Under The Silver Screen Moon
That was my life….. Walking the streets of Hollywood at night because I had no where to go, it was better to be high moving on. Under the silver screen moon than stop for rest and end up on the sidewalk, even for a moment, admit defeat, homelessness, hopelessness better to move on, there wasContinue reading “Under The Silver Screen Moon”
Prison
Do you runWhen your timeHas comeThrough absintheCorridors throughLabrinth halls Left RightLeft againHunted downDisappearing Deep withinThe maze of chaosYour consciousConsumes youVoid of pathos HeavySlowTrapped in gravityWading through tarDisjointed reality ConsumingBemusingLosing your way NoxiousInnoxious Your soul decays Trapped in these catacombsFaceless souls do roamThe annihilation of egoImprisoned in the shadowsA nuclear silhouetteCast onto the wall A slaveContinue reading “Prison”
Celluloid Memoirs
Coughing up memories of yesterday Elderberry wine perfume Telephone wire rip cordsWithered voices now silent Alone within hallowed walls Windowpane dusty eyesA vouyer weeps, sleep walkingAmong forgotten giants Gold glitter star once shown Bright in the night New Moon smile Champagne flowed freelyLike blood in the streetsOf Rome
L’enfant Artiste
Colour by numbers is a trick of open spectrum light. The skin, the fading hair, the lost moments reflecting and capturing vibrant active imaginations of the youth. We marveled at the subtle hues, and feathered brush strokes, breathing life understanding death.. working coloured oils into two dimensional canvases. Our focus and concentration, bordering on brilliance,Continue reading “L’enfant Artiste”
Her
I think she was a former addict, a prostitute, as well as a local barfly….. Somehow Somewhere, She lost the precious rose. Long ago with the stolen spark of kindergarten eyes. Up and down these cold and dirty streets, more victim than martyr shot up with track mark abuse. Her pockmarked scars screamed “I amContinue reading “Her”
The House of Raven 🐦⬛ 