the sieve and the sand

Every time I try to whiten my teeth,
I gag and wretch, feeling like
I will heave up my bowels,
but I still keep whitening my teeth,
sacrificing my bowels
in the name of science.

i never figured you for a saint
but i could not have guessed
a snowman

when we would dig in our yard
build forts and play
you could climb the tree the highest

and your awkward affinity for carrots?
is that like snowman eskimo kisses?

i feel betrayed
you’ve been so cold to me.

you said run

            i’d fall behind walking

(not)

            bumble ahead, stumbling

(nor)

            slither like you meant

when you think of me
think of
cheap jewelry
sweaty hands
awkward moment after
awkward day
or

my failures
even infamy

but i beg
dont remember me for
my
enormous ears

like a toe snaking to the water’s surface

this is just a test

You and your quick gait
Solemnly travel near to
My most serene spot.

Cool the

Hell down

If you want the freedom to

Life,

Liberty,

And justice. Don’t

X your enemies off your list or you’ll end up

*

Fist fighting

Retards in jail

Every day so you don’t get killed

And or raped by a man whose been locked up for a very long time.

‘K?

Living in constant distress,

Your life’s turned into a mess.

Sudden deaths and abandonment.

To a foster home you are sent.

Until a family says yes.

Hello, azure eyed Tiger,

Who lives in the Jade Green Forest,

Where You buy Your pick of Monkeys

And his queer, onyx Cousins.

***

Great Panthera Onca

With Your melanistic pigmentation,

Fading at the Black Zenith,

Jaguar Queen, you vexed me.

***

Blood filled Cousins, Kindred Enemies

Pumped with Grave Hatred

We quarreled and jousted

Expecting yelps and a haze of pain.

***

By Inhuman Blood we duel,

Lethal Fangs pierce quickly,

But not at all in vain for

Slit Jugulars zero My Life next.

With a color scheme of orange to blue

I do lie there under you.

Through eight hours of darkness,

I awaited your beautiful bliss.

Waiting for you to come into sight,

I stayed up the entire night.

Wandering and wondering until you appeared

At sun up I gleefully cheered.

This is a poem of thanks

To all who give me support.

You help me progress through ranks.

You’re the jury of my court.

***

You help me make decisions

And reveal my many faults.

You unearth my collisions,

And you’ll fix them ‘til life halts.

A creature with eyes like fire

And a mouth like Satan’s Abyss.

It dwells in the hearts of ev’ry liar,

Which strikes like swords at victims of Death’s Kiss.

***

Fear overtakes our minds and souls.

For it’s the servant of Weakness

Created by God’s seven plagues and bowls

Destroyed only by brav’ry’s sleeplessness.