Tag Archives: Poetry

Selling God in a Gimp Mask

When we were children The only time he used the word “holy” Was when it was to be followed by the word “shit.” He has Jesus now. The kind of Jesus that has him on street corners Reminding people there’s … Continue reading

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This Time Feels Different

A new day.  Same job, different location; three states away. I’ve been doing this for over 12 years, but somehow this time feels different.  It’s like standing on a razor thin highwire  stretching out for an eternity. Below you are … Continue reading

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Losing Faith

He lost God Tossed about the raging seas. Y’all he’s unraveling. Coming apart at the seams. Anchored under By a foundation Of speculative conversations, Rooted in unconventional Unorthodox Interpretations. They gave him a box To¬†keep his thoughts in; Taught him … Continue reading

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To Reign in Hell

She knows God, In the ragged line down her wrist; His charity, In the scar above her lip. It’s why she left him behind When she ran away from home. Why she used his book To kindle flames lit to … Continue reading

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Shutting Down Monsters

Out stretched hands like God, Giving grace in that dark place Where we hid From monsters we called Our mothers and fathers; Family Should have been our refuge. I refuse To let those monsters breed. It’s why I beat down … Continue reading

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Philosphical Bathroom Musing

He sat there in the repulsion of his own filth. Body emptying itself of so much wasted time, Reeking of roadkill and shame. Quite frankly, It’s disgusting. An awful odiferous pile of death and decay Like concentrated sin Weighted down … Continue reading

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Running With Fire

I’ve found spiritual octaves in the tones of my voice. Love and forgiveness, Have a way of harmonizing with kindness Better than the bumps and bruises Healing in my throat. I’ve sheathed blades¬†flashed in my anger. Put away the arrows … Continue reading

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