steadyartportraitdreamer

[steadyartportraitdreamer]

“As wonderful as it is…it takes more than sleeping together to keep you together.”

— Bruce Adler

[steadyartportraitdreamer]

[steadyartportraitdreamer]

My painful death, you escaped into the night

I love the way you tasted, as a mortician's blade might

Invading and baneful in touch, the begging and pleading I hear in hushed

Rhythm that echos with reverberating calls, the faintest of movements displaying

As The chest in upheaval rises and falls.

hurting yet longing for you,to share in the applause of disgraceful captors,

Masquerading as suitors in disparage, treason and secrecy make wonderful actors.

With hounds and hooves we March, to find deaths runaway carriages

White horses in cadence they ride, parting the darkness in woeful goodbyes.

They all sing songs of fortune, distorted renditions of dead childrens lullaby

[steadyartportraitdreamer]

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No one sees

Blinded by rays of indecision

The future is bleak and defiant

Blind and begging for vision

Invaluable. No buying it.

Blind and digging for the vein

Motel 6 with an itch on my shoulder

Deaf but i hear the train

Instantly

My touch gets erratically colder.

Blind. Deaf. With a habit.

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I felt that shit.

road through now

* blending pasts into the present with an intimation of future promise

a confection i present post-supper; a dessert treat.

remember when your outlook spanned as wide as a desert horizon, serene & sandy but unbounded?

& implacable cacti only afforded accordant pauses to a perimeter view projected onto projects someday you’d attend to?

how, crystallized, it cradles that which you create & craft from scratch, using the wiles taught by past time & trials

now, baked into a souffle of sentiment & sensibility brought forth from the warmed oven of optimism, born from a knowledge of

where there is breath there is life where there is light there is hope?

a good observer sees, & waters with compassion seedlings herbed into swirling signs to which we set sight on our road through now.  * 6/19 - lebuc - road through now (the swirl)

[steadyartportraitdreamer]

[steadyartportraitdreamer]

No one sees

Blinded by rays of indecision

The future is bleak and defiant

Blind and begging for vision

Invaluable. No buying it.

Blind and digging for the vein

Motel 6 with an itch on my shoulder

Deaf but i hear the train

Instantly

My touch gets erratically colder.

Blind. Deaf. With a habit.

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[steadyartportraitdreamer]

Acne.

[steadyartportraitdreamer]

Im falling

Memories keep calling

Reached out to the ledge

But damn these hands where stalling

I'm sickened

Wish i would've listened

Thought there was something i was missing

It ended

I like how you all pretended

It wasn't me who depended

I was fine with my benges

Stuck in one last sentence

Searching for redemption

Stuck without repentance

Now its almost finished

Go back on your mission

And ill stay back within this

Back to my old ditches

The sewer and all the light it cleanses

Its getting darker

You should go

It's just going to get harder

Save yourself

Dont to be a martyr

I'll leave you wasted

No cap for the marker

I dont need the answer

Waiting is just as ill as cancer

Back to my cigarettes

Anticipating the damage.