REVISIONER

(((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((())))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))

I need a moment
to close my eyes
to round out the edges
of these shattered used-to-be-s

Once upon a time
I knew it as truth
never a wonder to ponder

Now it’s all egg shells and broken glass
forks and knives slicing tiny pieces of
the blackened meat of our burned out hearts

All that is left to savior
is the bittersweet flavor
dripping from our friendly wounds

A DRUNKARD’S BURDEN

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Your spirit

on a leash

bound

in a bottle

with no one

there to grant

your wish.

Hillbilly Mag: Stabled

Things are uncertain
the whole world is on edge
close to spilling over

*continue reading*

Hillbilly Mag: Ala Tipsitty

*I have to credit Lusher with the title for this one.

http://hillbillymag.wordpress.com

09/09?

September gone
with nothing to say

No account of
the fallout

The storm
may form
later than usual

Harvest Flower

MISSPLACED

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I wish I remembered where
We carved our names in that tree
And coupled our lust beneath

I wish I remembered how
To get back to that place
Where we once loved
So free


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Hillbilly Mag: Wacko Faerie

http://hillbillymag.wordpress.com/2009/10/02/wacko-faerie/

Hillbilly Mag: Monsters

http://hillbillymag.wordpress.com/2009/09/08/monsters/#comment-69

Hillbilly Mag: Angie / Crucifixion

Somehow,
I found her smiles
among a pile of torn down homes
holding jagged, broken shards
to threatening, possible, frightened necks
in her honor

*continue reading*