Category: the Pain Collectors

I love you like panes of glass shattering, shouting “I Love You Forever” as shards separate. I love you like an ox loves his master, who gives him purpose and sustains his life. I love you as Jacob loved Rachel. I love you like a snail who circled the Earth three times in search of…

A color she carries in bag A glint of light on her skin She walks so fiercelyWith sweet smiling ambition Happily Shuffled with determined spiritShaking off the ache for slumberSliding into passing time Making a new beingWith diligence and virtue She is a person

god is an ex girlfriend in her second trimester god is a buick regal upside down in a canal and the child pointing in glee god is a red bird that sits god is a umbrella in the rain, or not god is a wonderful friend who smiles at our pain god is a poet…

UndeservedThe Bird and the core of the heart of the fruit When foolish actionBestows upon us great rewardwe are doomed For we may then be fools foreverHoping in vainwaiting to again receive a prizewe were neverto have won And so my love I implore youForgive my silly waysFor that which once had drawn you to…

im sorry about everythingbut poetryis a little betterthan dying sometimes

Misery Violence Anger Hatethat’s what I’m looking for in a Date. deceit distrust duplicitous liesdo I spy these in here eyes? Malice, Animosity, Rebellion, Banalitymake for quite an attractive personality. I’ll fall so hard the second I seea girl half fucked up as me. To be lazy and cruel, a bitch and a lairthese are…

It’s the beast of a thousand facesAnd were going to have it all Me and the beast of a thousand facesAre going to the mall The beast of a thousand faces has come to pick me upHe brushed my teeth and combed my hair and then he filled my cup With every thing I wanted…

take me to open travel me mercy my only known one yes you leave everything that you cannot give away then give the rest away that moment then listen to the songs of the carnival listen to the calliopes listen to the flowers they sing a beautiful song and if those words bring you any…

Do you,whoever, take this woman,or whatever, to have and to hold,thru richer and poorer,thru sickness and health,thru the good times and the bad times, till the aliens attack,or till the polar ice cap meltand the tsunamis wash us all away,or till the supervolcano eruptsand the dust and ash block the sunand form a new ice age, or the meteors…

the poet creates disaster foments turmoilloves the ruin he is willing to trade anythingjob car money woman mind for the emotion necessaryto conjure a few words a few poems this is not fair to those around us but pain endswe endlife itselfwill end but until thenpoetry is forever