Humanity, Love, Our Eternal Tree II

Humanity, Love, Our Enternal Tree II

The business of worms / of whom inside / hide in the obvious

mimicry of mortal toils / and with its host a weapon in its mind

shielding any query in lurid eyes / lies / laconic leisures of or like lizards

shifting / cloaked / amphibiously sexual in nights we enliven

as they peruse our fears to use / desensitized in laser gloaming

stripping / raping the achievements of our futures' / strength / our youth...

 

Boys without the joys of manhood / independence / having dismissed graduating

for more lucrative / lubricating / liens / on aging investments as the drugs ease

him into deeper addictions / faster escapes / he creates character capes / in his voice

--sometimes gaining less than the regulars / more of the distasteful mongrels

(which make playtime less frequent, but fight times frequencies increases)

 

Proof like the mathematics of our humanity / multiplying innumerable

gluttonies can become a mutiny's equation / duplicates / our falacies with

expectations that equal (no longer) good  intentions in dogma's pools / overflowing

with thieves who swim in the money / deception / the meaning of worth / freedom /

times -- squared / roots / the motives of votives' illumine / of sexuals

cavorting, chanting, charms, in this hour's chance / no song or word can sway

the chaos of a multitude /  a legion / who know only themselves / and in "self"

worships the lonely that will find nothing / worthy its caress as light / as sacrifice /

or heavy as the loss of empathy / ties that bind...

 

There is no culmination or calculation for the priceless gift of family,

even in our most dirty deeds forgiven, can return to our familiar warmth's levity / sanctuary...

 

Chaos is a deserted child / a youth thrashing in the dark / where unremarkable walls,

unfamilial / have no cause but in screams / each day that dies / succumb to the incisions

cut of self-defocating / hate./ If not to himself then to the world will amputate, /

gravitates the pain of those who grieve / selfishly / vengefully...

 

My heart as empty / as well / for yearning / like love letters to lost dreams / peace

"be" if only for this day / with us / relieve -- the anguish of our past, tears of mothers,

not having known the rest / sleep / like babies born in her hopeful womb...

believe / the crying will be softened soon (and we will love the other side of every moon)

this heart will be understanding / no more a vessel for others to doom...