Busy body

Chug a coffee Keep it solid Strong and stable Stripes and fables Lines in sand Rows of grave holes Life’s Las Vegas No hours contract No hours contact Times held back Behind cash stacks Behind fat cats Thrice blind rats Stay the course Fight the tide Run the mill Read my lines Read on Or read over Never between Every defeat Cleverly seen As flaw or crack Stacks all packed In your subordinates Like insecurities Similar to injury It’s not me it’s you It’s not fair it’s true If we change anew Thoughts enough Swallow the juice Gas the bees Gotta make honey Sweet dreams

ire

Rain down you ashy titan
a heavy chain of heated ions
tied on throats of weeping lions
the sea of Egypt red and rising
solitude to isolation
glossy eyes with gripping vessels
but the grip of canines causes rising tension
explanation:
Perplexed
enraged
the delivery that never came
the lie dissolved upon re-entry
the loss of love
death of many
Angry sad
the hopeless lad
swelled with pain
stitched up mouth