Carrying That Burden

Since seven years of age, I’ve carried with me just one thought The burden of this crazy life, lived in full though rarely taught Each dry tear cried feigned by each deep breath of pending reality Deliberately avoiding all contemplation of life and its finality Every...

Sitting On a Throne Of Lies

From lips filled with chemicals, spouting words, all untrue Sitting unceremoniously on a throne made of lies Caring little for anyone other than the irrelevance that is her soul Forgetting her beginnings, forgetting her whole self Surrounded by materialistic boredom...

Silence Remembered

Standing exposed, overawed and perhaps apprehensive Lifetime of ambition, answered Surrounded by silence, not complete although prevalent Looking into an abyss called nature Wonderment and fulfillment, combining to enhance satisfaction At the beginning of the end of...

Innocence and a French Fry

Those eyes, large and inquisitive Those hands, fiddling with newness Those teeth, ready and waiting Those noises, confirming salivation That mouth, open wider than ever before That smile, glowing with complete curiosity That innocence, inflamed, enlightened and...

Looking Forward to What?

What do you have to look forward to? Cameras catching every sad word With no tears and a decisive stare Embarrassment long gone in favor of resignation Fate, decided a long time in her past, or perhaps before One word, a sufficient answer Nothing Her youth, not really...

Production Line

There they sit, wealthy and wealthier A production line of attempted beauty Lined up like cattle, cattle with perfect feet Drinking out of a trough called gossip One step away from perfection Worked on rigorously by trained mechanics All decidedly short and Asian...