priestThey are the little white spots on your throatpriest by Sillytoad
to let you know that you are dying.
They grow, and fester until your entire tongue is just a pile of lye
and then you die.
through and through every cavern and every pit.
through every wrinkle in your grey brain you die.
In a sudden rush of white stars, you die.
done with your nine cat life *but it was really only ever one*
and all that ever happened was one pair of white panty hose with runs down the inner thigh.
And maybe you carried your red fuck-me heels at your side, too.
NaPoWriMo Day: 1I’ve got 30 daysNaPoWriMo Day: 1 by DearPoetry
to defy Icarus:
teach this rose thorn heart
how to fly.
[ All I want to be
is the space between
But, I’m here,
ripping holes in blank pages
while nursing nebulae knuckles
with white plastered walls.
TruthThe world that we’re living inTruth by xFairyxGenocidex
Has given in.
There’s no justice or equality
In the hell that we’ve
Total power given to
The Incompetent Few
That you were fooled into believing,
Blinded by beauteous words with no meaning.
Not even realizing what we are wasting
And so unprepared for what we are facing.
I find it amazing;
After thousands of years,
This is all we’re creating?
How many people could say they’ve been chasing
A life full of nothing but love for your taking?
All that have done so were alienated,
Cast out or tortured or murdered in hatred.
So we have learned nothing over the ages
Because if we had then there wouldn’t be racists.
No one would die of deprive or starvation,
There wouldn’t be war or the murder of gay kids
‘Cos there’d be no differences; we wouldn’t make them.
We’d never know there could have been separation..
We are kept under moral probation