My Latest Poem (Draft)

Skin is forming over the chicken-soup for my soul.
Thank God it's not the Shark-fin,
so it can finish what it started.

Scan the canvas,
not a navel in sight!

An Old Poem Of Mine

'Halloween'

It's time to dress-up,
then make sure to mussel the mutt
and duct-tape the letterbox shut
incase the children threaten us for not giving them enough.
Then we can gorge on junk.
A sugar rush just for us.

It's time to make up,
a reason to make love.
A chase to the cut to share blood.
We can always summon the spirits
if we can't bare and grin it
or we start and can't finish.

My Latest Poem

'Night-Guard'

The cave has no door
and that's where I come in,
as difficult as it is,
because the stalactites and stalacmites are at war

I'm brave and i'm a coward
On the inside and out

And though there's no gold here to be stolen or damaged
The place has got to be managed
and the boss likes to have a strangle-hold.

and that's where I home in.