Just, Fucking Words

Words like daggers
Some pierce the flesh, some pierce the heart
I pray that every one is felt
For if not, I am surely dead

Like a kiss that’s meant for lips
From the only lips
That was meant for my lips
Your lips

When her voice echoes in my head
Reminding me of what she said
When my eyes fall into hers
How she moves and the twitch of her nose when she laughs

Her tears when she cries
I can trace the path that it takes
So I may, track to comfort
And soothe, the sadness back

Holding hands in her company
The connection of touch
Binds every moment together
For without it, what is love?

To love, not to fuck for fucking sake
But to express with all the senses that overwhelms
With every nuance of every breath
And every beat of a beating heart

To fuck, yes, to fuck
With extreme prejudice
To delve into the abyss of the most wanting kind
Where rockets lets loose with an explosive rush

What are words
Without action?
Fucking Words


A Crack In Space

Embers glow, drawing air through blown glass
Scent of fine herb, billows smoke towards the sky
Lungs fill in, what Presidents fail to inhale
Or so they say, to protect their false integrity
Flawed we are, me, you and them
Lies, are the constant, we can bet on
More or less, depends on the agenda of the day
To sway the mind or heart, to play the game
A crack in space, sparked by a collision
Opposites attract to split the heavens
To gain the advantage over
Love and War, Death and Taxes

High as a Kite; the expression goes
To say the least, I am flying solo
Dancing smoke, spirals a pirouette
Creating an image of a ballerina
Dressed as a swan in black feathers
Teasing the pond, luring in lovers
Destiny calls to us all, if we happen to see it
Missing it, would be a tragedy
A crack in space, sparked by a collision
When true love comes to join the heavens
Have a go and shag it up
You only live once, shut up and fuck

Blazed in a haze, the Blues in tune
Thoughts exploding in my head, swoon
The buzz, stroking strings only the heart feels
Double down on a four beat strum
The music played from the soul, comes
Can only be heard, by a passionate one
To take the time and listen
Before it ends and disappears forever
A crack in space, sparked by a collision
Good versus Evil, to fill the heavens
When given the choice to choose
Taking hell, you lose


The Assassination of Satan

Cries billowing since known time began, fallen souls, sunken, lost, woman and man.
Countless cast thee of weakest heart and mind, into the Lake of Fire all confined.
Pain and suffering for eternity, the price of unrighteousness is costly.

Once at the right of God, with angelic beauty, His most powerful cherub in filial piety.
Rebelled against Him, turned into a demon, before His work complete, banished from heaven.
He of many faces, living among the sufferers of time, old and young.

Centuries pass, so many damned, at the hands of the fallen one, slammed.
Lured by temptation to have or have not, it all started with a bite of apple, red hot.
Eden was lost, for the sake of knowledge, the cost.

Battles between good and evil, continues as long as there are people.
Raphael and Gabriel summoned by Michael, these protectors, His Archangels
A plan to form, seduce, all three, will it take to induce.

The time has come, the fallen one to succumb.
Yield the dark reign, cleanse everlasting pain.
To be rid of this demon, the assassination of satan.