Friday the 13th

A Thought of You

Lavender

If you can

Raggedy

Soon Enough....

Journal

Sunday at St. Mary's

Little black stockings

And patent leather shoes

With bows on the toes

For sincerity and joy

Sitting stately

ERECT

As dogmatic double crosses

Spin in circular motion

While motionless mass

Makes me hungry

For your sex

Incestuous Father and Son

Whose eminence is madness

In the Holy Ghost hour

Of the ossified drunks

-St. KKKatie

Manifestation of Visualization

A gift from heaven
Appears at the door
In an oblong tube
Encased in excitement
For what's inside
The smell of parchment and ink
Like sweet onions
Tickles my nose
As i pull the precious paper
From its sheath
Like prying a pearl
From its protective shell
I have grasped a world
Beyond my own
One i may never know
But can peek inside
As i peel apart
Each layer of heaven
To glimpse a better view
Of what may lie beyond
My manifestation of visualization

Ritual Trespass

Traversing through abandoned warehouse
Camera and paint in hand
While pigeons nest in rafters above
Territory inhabited by hobos and vagrants
Home to those seeking shelter
From rain and snow
A storage space for piss and shit
And old beer cans rusted batteries a lonely sock
Condoms strewn about the rotting floorboards
A home for passing lovers
Who have lain quietly together
In the cold dark nights to keep warm
These buildings hold decaying stories
Untold yet long remembered
By the few who dare to brave
Such weathered conditions
Unknown to most
A sanctuary decorated with
The finest art written in
Bright twisting hieroglyphs
Undecipherable to the general eye
A modern day temple of doom
Broken windows floors that creak and moan
Dirty cloth- someone's bed
A backpack covered in newspaper
Dates back to the year of our lord 2009
Haphazardly nestled in a dark corner
I dare not disturb what has come before
Respecting all that has been
I light a candle as humble offering
While preparing mixed paints
To add my mark
To the lonely walls that cry
Leaking tears onto the floor
As if to cleanse them of their filth
Mixing water with dirt it becomes
A cake of mud for the bugs to eat
I am honored to stand and see
Such tender movement of the
Walls which water naturally
Spraying paint as homage
To the tears of this building
Lost amid the wreckage
Of a city's forgotten memory
I kneel and pray these walls
One day may topple with dignity
A memorial to all who have come before
My ritual trespass a small devotion

NINA

Untitled

Untitled, a photo by unwatermark on Flickr.

Babes

Babes, a photo by ILLegible fACE$ on Flickr.

Slaughter Shapes

Imagine

Black lined fingers waving wildly in air

I succumb to the science of most sacred sleep

While you place needle on record

Life's lonely lullaby lulling me gently

Laying quietly

Imagining deeply

Now
Imagine

Flowing color pounding like rain

Technicolor raindrops oozing
down 
         bare 
                 skin

Wetting hair and face

Becoming limp

Bending back brilliant celestial clouds

To get a glimpse of heaven

Summer's selection

If only for a moment

I can see angles painting folklore

Knitting the fabric of lightning
Taking hard risks with thunder

Scissoring the sun into glorious

Doe 

      Rae

             Mes

Singing out spackled rafters

In the attic of a mind that can not rest

Screaming voices

Communicating in a colored tongue of

Misunderstood pink and purple

Cross-breeding black into

Stigmatized stationary slaughter shapes

Melting together faces that bleed rainbows

Our world the angles playground

The meta of souls on fire

Now
Please
Imagine

Memories of myself: Age 3

Radioactive

My soul is waiting to become radioactive

Trying to walk through walls

Stuck in-between glass windows

Belly up like a beetle

Moving legs frantically in air

My metamorphosis- Cockroach

I await a time when feeling free

And being free are one

Until then I sit behind glass bars

Watching seeds blow in summer wind

Sucking up sun rays glorifying Horus

Daughter of Isis I and eye see me

Becoming we and I want home

I want us together on the other side

They put a bracelet on my wrist 

And told me I was queen of shit 

So I ate the chocolate cake

I produced out my rectum

And drank the water which flowed

From a tender urethra and they

Called me majesty and sought to learn

The knowledge I had acquired through

White padded isolation rooms

Stuck inside a marshmallow 

I must chew my way out

I must be freed by the angels

Who peel back firefly skies

Unravelling roads less traveled

A vision of heaven in the cold night

Underground railroads bringing together

Home

I am free

Phone Camera

Danger!:

Danger!: High Voltage Within

As I exit this realm I am reborn

On a rolling metal cloud

Combusting with a thunderous roar

Into the wild depth of the end of transmission

I am transmitted into heavens gate undetected

I am the serpent slithering on silver belly

Into the belly of the beast

Unquestioned and unnamed

As the steam is released with mighty force 

I am passing through as cargo

En route as the computer voice speaks of

Defect detectors in code: ".0015"

Cross checking the answers to an exam

I have yet to register for

I wonder am I safe

Will this adventure end in peril

I must phone home

Alls well that ends well 

As the breaks are released

I feel a rumble through my bones

As teeth chatter in my skull

The cradle rocks and I am nursed by the stars

Sucking soul food I am a soul lost

Looking for mother

I am orphaned alone run away

Prodigal Daughter

Chased by a past that haunts

Slave master father

Jewish temptress mother

I am running from my inheritance

Heritage Heritic Past Present Future

I am seeking I am searching I am soulful

And waiting

Watching Wormholes expand

Tricking hour eyes into celebrating

Time eternal moving ever forward to

Decrease disorder in order

Treating time as Father Mother Sister Brother

Hour eyes see through time

Exploring fact and fiction

Without friction

I am reborn

WOMAN