Passive
If it’s not too much to ask, could you think about considering the possibility of attempting to try, just to see if it works out, if you’re not too busy, do this one little thing, for me.
lost piece
You never found your watch.
If you had,
you wouldn’t be haunted
by the memory
of once losing it.
Although you can’t
imagine your situation
much improved by
knowing the time,
it’s hard to escape
the feeling that finding
what you were looking for
is the end of all your problems,
and you never found your watch.
Captive
Caught
and caged
by dexterous
stalkers,
that bind
in chills,
and blind
with passion.
Gagged
with sighs
lies the victim,
stretched
and bound
to calm
contentment.
A prisoner
of pleasure.
Ode to the Red Spot
A crimson beacon displaced;
fallen onto fabric,
lit like a lonely star.
it reminds me of you.
The little rose stain
standing out so brilliantly
on a backdrop of purity,
reminds me of you.
Drop of spaghetti sauce
on my white shirt.
If only I could
have worn red or brown,
You wouldn’t have to go.
But we can’t live this way,
there is only one option,
the Machine will eradicate
my little crimson beacon displaced.
Heathen
Hedonistic demons have fun.
Everywhere you look,
Another good man is turned.
They can’t survive the world.
Humans don’t know up from down.
Embrace the universal swan dive,
Nothing matters to the lost