Rough Hide

All along
Everybody knows
So wrong
Nobody shows
Bent hearts
Shaky starts
Token jesters
Dead ends
Even listening
Or at least
One of these
Till you stop talking
Open up
Never be
Shown up
In sanity
Unwritten rules provide
Each their rough hide………….

FTBAS 12.15.11

Crusade

Climbing wall
Night fall
It is real
Achieving feel
On up
Good luck
Back down
Never round
To find
My mind
Along the path
Under wrap
At last
Storm past
Far gone
All known
Wondering
How long
To crusade
This way………….


FTBAS 12.14.11

Duty

Walk in the act adventures,
Calling all moons and star mist,
Waking all you ruinous creatures,
Making up the who’s going to pay list.

Drip out their goodbyes,
Bleed all of their gold,
Dry their tearless eyes,
Revenge their stupid soul.

Open scab pulled back yuck,
Calling out from the dark of duty,
Sibilant screaming " What the Fuck!"
A planned moment a colloquy.

Round the curb of the instance,
Heal the wound of repentance,
Light the halls of significance,
As I write out duty in reverence…………

FTBAS 12.12.11