Gord

2024-10-28 11:23 pm

Maroon, like red in the sea, 
Darkness: blue and green.

Hardest to reach,
Harder to please,
Wanton to breathe. 
I feel like water through beans,
Merely used, to clean.

Maroon, red in the sea,
Water is actually all I see.

Refuse to leave,
Refuse to see,
Refuse to kneel.

Amateur poet, do you hear me,
What languages do you speak?

Gord

2024-10-28 06:56 am

Another brick, another career,
Unending abyss and suffrage.
Red licorice and tungsten,
Tongue intolerant to suffering
 Another controversial film.

Tongue in awe of everything,
A person's skin, drugs, and shit, 
A couple of drinks, anything.

From the corrupted, crimson,
Flutter of bird wings, doves,
Miracles and gifts,
Not subversive intents.

Percussion until,
Succussion, until,
Sloven, summons me.

If you want proverbs I will,
Certain colors are green,
And some never will be.

Another person's dreams, 
Shouldn't matter to a murderer, 
But what for do you kill,
Stab and maim?