Tag: F.U.C.K.

[This was originally published in F.U.C.K. poetry Issue #31. The publish date is approximate.] unknown pre-requisite, debt of time service for the unworthy labor of love and duty to self how refined can we make our punishment self sacrifice, self driven it is our way by our choice alone twisted path only we see clear…

[This was originally published in F.U.C.K. poetry Issue #30. The publish date is approximate.] transfer of solace in a nightly allotment sedative in audio compound lingering time thinking meeting mating making something anything sometimes the line comes quick natural release in a forced world other times, no comment distant yet blue interest in an otherwise…

[This was originally published in F.U.C.K. poetry Issue #29. The publish date is approximate.] incomplete and empty, so my life is waiting for an accidental tomorrow current boundary set by dreams wishful thinking spread in black white walls accept my tale so stoic ends of the spectrum that shall never meet worthless pawn, sacrificed for…

[This was originally published in F.U.C.K. poetry Issue #28. The publish date is approximate. It was originally written April 16, 1999] leather constricting, rubbing raw, blood flows free. metal rings cold against arm, pain fires through. chain flows away into the wall. a virtual cross am i. eyes closed it could be a noose more…

[This was originally published in F.U.C.K. poetry Issue #27. The publish date is approximate.] what’s in a name you ask? far from divine, it begs why not what culture has deemed so much wrong we go tiptoing through life, trying.. not to disappoint not to let down not to.. my ruling passion is spilled out…

[This was originally published in F.U.C.K. poetry Issue #25. The publish date is approximate.] extremely violent dreams in an otherwise serene life haunted by my own death, i continue on perusing backlit beach framed on the wall listening to accursed music from the floor a sullen image frozen in mind liquid silver tears blaze a…

[This was originally published in F.U.C.K. poetry Issue #24. The publish date is approximate.] static depression my emotional link almost just, the need to rethink seduction of crime, and being alone more pure feeling, i can’t condone steady rejection my blanket at night a single reason to give up my fight

[This was originally published in F.U.C.K. poetry Issue #23. The publish date is approximate.] [i feel the] guilt for my actions. did I not see her resolve? was I scared? or did I not match hers as I fled onward in life? [scared to give] contemplation yielded to [painful] decision. a forced [one second] attrition…