The Hobo Code(part 1) Crossing The MotherlandX’s & O’s Tic Tac ToeNever any winnersThe hunger grows The fire tells storiesWithin the eye of the Flame and Smoke crown riseInto the night sky BlackSootSkinBlood The Hobo CodeMarks in wooden polesSecret language of the freeThe invisible breathe Switchblade voicesRise and fallCoffee stained heart beatsWithin skeletal ribcagesBrittle HollowContinue reading “The Hobo Code(part 1)”
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Final Girl
Final Girl All the things in the worldThat made no difference in the endI wish that I had knownHow little I knew back then…Turning back the timeI see that something in your eyesA reflection of what might have beenI finally realize….. In a moment You were gone I knew it All alongYou slipped awayYou couldn’tContinue reading “Final Girl”
Pandora’s Box
She smiledYouthfulEnergy The innocence That attractedNothing innocentThat would feedConsumeCarnal Wonton pleasuresDark back alley holidayHer songHer tragedyUsedAbusedRent and soldIs their loveIn happenstance The soft touchPrestige porcelain skinHaunted HungryThe reflection of death Betrays you Frail rail body Wire arms cold legsJohn and Pawns Exchange monies For a chance to feel AliveA cost thatLoses sanityPoor little shiny toyLostContinue reading “Pandora’s Box”
Breathe in 1927
I wish I was among Fitzgerald, Chaplain, Valentino, Fairbanks!!!! Sometimes i feel Like I’m at a tube station Waiting and I’ve missed the ride Too late for the show And there, I’m stuck Like a ghost Sometimes I feel I was one Of those Wall Street tycoons That plummeted 30 floors From the stock marketContinue reading “Breathe in 1927”
Louise Brooks 1923
Louise Brooks~circa 1923Old Celluloid Photo Dubious glareRaven bob hairSilver screen starletCleopatra stare*(matthew)* 93🌛🌝🌜
Winter Woman
Morning woke in full bloomTurned a key of faded gloryLet madness out typhoon smileIn bitter rhyme and rhythmic dance Embers smudge spirit callingsElectric waves docile momentsCrossing current equinox twinIn dime store shelter lost and found Wooden Indian tearBaring the soul of the tiredWitnesses mouths sewn closedDesert wind carries hidden secrets that only children of distantContinue reading “Winter Woman”
She Was More Than That-
She was moreThanTHATShe was moreThan divineThe cruelnessOf the worldShe KnewAtThe tenderAgeOfSix“Don’t take candy from strangers”Or“Creepy old neighbors that leer”MenRarely have good intentionsAnd I?Am ashamedI’m as guilty of being a manAs I am of being “White”People will see meThink what they willI have No control over thatIn her eyesI Still see the innocenceThe FireThe adventureOf aContinue reading “She Was More Than That-“
Bukowski Reads~
Style, smileMischiefWilesbehind those crazy twinkling eyesScruff, wolf grinTypewriter echos Banging like thunderacross a humid, steamy room, Offstained wallpaper,curtains drawn, ceiling fan shadows like Don Quixote Dried, righteous brain Society is a drag man…RepressionSuccessionRecessionDepressionDepletionRepeat son The reason, so many foolsLine up and take chargePaving the way withBillboards and skylightsMarching along blindlyDropping like lemmings Crashing in the surfBelowContinue reading “Bukowski Reads~”
The House of Raven 🐦⬛ 