Intimidating Thoughts

The reverie rose

And the sounds

Flooded

With silver

Bickering

And merry

Quacking

Changes

Eight times

The knavery

Of this

Intoxicating

Dream,

Unfulfilled

The turn

Of the

Flowing seas

Conveying

Heat and ice

Spices

The vice

Wicked dreams

Are wicked times

Under the Christmas Tree

*

Dear

Santa Clause,

I have been a very

Very good boy this year

What I want this Christmas is

World Peace, end to famine & hunger

My mommy told me to ask for prosperity

She is always saving money and she doesn’t give

It away like daddy does to strange men in the traffic

They will only use her money for bad but dad doesn’t know

As for me, Santa, can I have thecoolestthingintheworld?????????

An IPad

Pretty

Please?

Thankyou  
Santa Clause
                                Sincerely, 
                                Generation

                                 Z.                                                  

I Don't Shave My Legs in the Winter

The winter cold

Causes goose bumps

In my limbs

I bring the water

To a boil

Yet no difference

Ever made

Shaving

With goose bumps

Increases inflammation

Decreases beautification

And stings,

Stings like a thousand

Mosquito bites

No matter gel or soap,

Conditioner or moisturizer

The results are the same:

Red, flaky—not silky smooth

There is no logic to it

Sin to shave in winter

I become a natural savage!

Hairs,

Everywhere!

I have

Mane for legs

I never

Shave them

In the winter

Sisterly Affection

I was learning

To read

Back then

When a

Dispute

Fired

Among sisters,

Friends

I was little

But I tried to

Kill you

I squeezed

Waiting for

The air

To run out

Of you

You kicked

Screamed

And finally

Broke off

You poked

My eyes

And threatened

Parental supervision

“I will

Never again”

Spoke I

Never again

Did I

Ashamed

I tried to

Murder

I never

Spoke

Never

Confessed

Until today

A decade

And a few

Years later

I love

My sister

But

Sometimes

I just

Want

To

Kill her.

Green Liberation

Foot covers

Thread Gently

Upon prickling

Green needles

Then make

Their way

Down to

Little

Square islands

That crucify

Themselves

Sprawling

From the ground

Brown earth

That continues

To the sky

Carrying billions

Of tiny green skins

To the cheesy

Sphere above

They dance

As gravity

Unfolds

And begets

Their green

Liberation

If our skin

Were leaves

We would

Reach

The blinking

Illuminations

From beyond

Nonsense

Hog wash!

This despondent humanity

Grips the anniversary

Of the earthly

Reverie

The smog muffled

In the moon

And the

Starry night

Is not starry

Anymore

Poaching

Antelopes

For sinews in

Pollution

The empty earthly

Vase suffers for

Peremptory love

Happiness polluted,

Muddled into

Smithereens

Yet the Earth

Always finds

A way

To make our

Intrepidness 

Affront reality

Revenge

Is earthly

Caught in a Dream

I looked into her evil eyes: you fraud

What loud noise yonder do I hear? Music?

Not so, it is wicked beat of applaud

Mockery of my own career, how sick

Erupting screams filled the ears of the dreamer

All spoke the same ingratitude:  I lied

Every rant now reduced to sole screamer
Their wails of aloof dread preceded and died

At no time did I ever foretell futures

I am a fake, a fraud; admit only dreams

The spectators aware of my failure

Unknown tarots fill my reverie streams

My fate in life, the next as well, is false

Filled with the bliss confused steps of a waltz

Marie Angie

Let the erratic night judge me if it may

As the witch that provoked necromancer

I have proclaimed powers; I show, you pay

Eating your heart out, oh avid cancer

Angel of death, seeking my one revenge

I stumble in the life I seek, hazards…

Introspection surges: the crash, I cringe

I saw that night the rush of skin blizzards

Lying in the hospital bed, mourning

She came across to me saying softly

Gently wiping wet tears speaking warning

“You must use this in your favor, Marie.”

I lie to my clients every now and then

I am unable to gaze the truth in men 

Bury Your Secret

Bury your own secret in the wet ground
She runs and the wind blows like fire
Hides through the night while there awaits her hound
Tonight widow made her husband expire

Red hair ignited with fury spoke he
Of unfinished habits, unwritten life
Covered in red, death to John M. Dupree
Thousand bolts of lightning in one lone strife

Bury your own secret yonder, Ginger
Work for tips that pay the rent and forget
Hear your father’s foul breath at night whisper
Behind in the black ground, never regret

In a life full deep of incompetence
Ginger tended to live in arrogance

My One

He is to me the love bountiful tender

His face covered in acute black stubble

Busker who joins my night is my lover

Brings with him a touch so loving, feeble

It is clear he was destined for the greatness

Sleek August wind rush, fated wonder

Bundles for sweet Latin prodigiousness

Ruined bonds that create avid thunder

Nude whispers like the sun shines at midnight

Strange person who sings with chords of alloy

Grass falls toward the sky moonless sunlight

Chanted touch, he is a magic Yule toy

Controversial man of thoughts lost in skill

Love so deep it fulfills my greatest thrills

Droopy Clown

Stupid clown

Falls down

On the tip

Of his

Ceramic

Hand

He is

A pallid

Angelic

Blonde

Heart-shaped

Cheeks

Of peach

Masquerade

You, white

Twinkle toes

Up in the air,

Think

You know

Me?

You are

Just the

Gloom

Of treasures

Past

You are

The remains

Of carefree

Times,

Chippering

Sighs

Happy,

Never empty

How

I miss

Thee.

Great commencement

Strong discussion

Weak ending

That

Is all

You are.

Nothingness

Absent,

My ocean

Of truth,

I feel not,

I want not.

Coldness,

No passion

No drive

To command

My thoughts

Of appetite

Nothing…

No lust for

The hunger

 Of ambition

I am abstract

I am numb

I am a particle

No emotions

No senses

No animalistic

Needs

Never provoked

Always cold

Nothing mutual

Always alone

Ants Are Better Than Humans

Life expectancy of ants

May be too little

But hardly invisible

Complex creatures,

Two eyes made

Of many more,

Inferior?

Humans, selfish

Ants, two stomachs

One, for them

The other for

Every other ant

A world of giants?

To be a giant,

Be first an ant

Then work

Your way

Up to gi




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Paraíso

Increíble superficie, porosa y montañosa, da comienzo a un país libre de convicción.  Juzga pero no atormenta, se calla ante opiniones. He aquí su tierra suave y blanca donde se hallan los personajes más orgullosos y sabios.  Después se halla el bosque con árboles marrones curvados, los frutos de los cuales se encuentran en las raíces.  Puedes comer vegetales de ciencias, matemáticas, música y hasta filosofías complejas.  Además, se hallan frutos de belleza, amor, alegría, silencio, sexo y pensamientos incalculables.  Esa tierra se considera el paraíso más buscado; lo encontré yo una tarde mientras sentaba en la cocina de mi mejor amiga:  salió del baño en toalla dirigido hacia su cuarto.  Desde aquel momento, encontré que mi paraíso eras tu.  Pero, ¿qué hago cuando tiembla el paraíso?

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My Name is Imagination

I forge

your understanding

of the universe,

Taking the pen

and dreaming up

my spontaneous creation

I give you motivation

to be the god

of your happiness

I mask

the thoughts

in your head

And turn them

into immense

colorful illusion

Swim in the paper lake and relax,

Float within my excited mind

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