In your show

some filters keep me coiled
in a sleepless bed
some turns rape my senses
a hapless scene

i beg forgiveness
passive and strained
diligence spent
waiting for absolution

in harmony and not
she prays for it all
i watch, torn
limb by limb
she bests my faith
drowns my fury

crowds gather, portico bends
the rain begins
softly i sleep
in your show

adt
cincinnati, oh

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Tortured

hand on the book,
tongue twisted, little girl twirls
in the round
and i'm humbled
i'm scared
words, cheap, positioned torture
side to side
slows the dance
marries us to forever wars
in the round
not your average theater
storyline, false premise
grander illusions prevail
controlling interest in humans
incorporated into sweet bites
shutterflies, memory killers

if this is the promise of a new dawn
then i stir not, pretend words
ebb and fade, forever
drowned in some stew like no other
but yet so familiar
so opaque
with no glimmer
of hope

adt
stone mountain, ga

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My forever smile

precious minuet, beat by beat
crisp springtime morning's heart
beat by beat
in a laugh, in a single tome
i jump up and down
wave by wave, something carries me here
everyday
clever, my mind races
towards the tunnel portrait's
sunshine breakthrough, steeped in history
looking forward to the pattern of yesterday
the song wind downs, i step out into the rain
and smile
my forever smile
beat by beat
remembers

adt
stone mountain, ga

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The revolution's started?

i stand, doorway open
a tremble spins away
and no one notices
it's said that's how cold wars start

in some small room, a man whittles
stone into a monument
great women dream of Pastorale
and broken glass
violins draw blood, penitent men
trudge in pinkish snow
it's said that's how walls form

i, somehow from my doorway, see more
grand oratory, pulled from babe's mouths,
in gilded archways, brick by brick, stronger
brighter, not monotone, curiosity ignites
a storm
it's said that's how revolutions start

adt
cincinnati, oh

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