Litkicks Message Board Archive

dubious mist

Posted to Action Poetry

you like it hard, cutting just your style
no bleeding hearts for you unless you hold the knife
disecting love and hate, making a division
screw this and that, screw everything
handy man with a knife cutting deep, blood letting
no verses about the beauty abounding
no verses about a healthy mind
versatility on a one way street going backwards
loving to hate
hating to love
got it down pat and previewing it for all
comparisons are the downfall universally
who is lesser or mightier than the rest
trample on the flowers, cut down all the trees
whales are beaching in miami with old men
mountain streams left cold sans salmon
we are the rulers we scream and nothing left
to hear...