The Ladderman

Eleven 

this is a circle iv' seem to enter 

a round emotion an exquisite matter 

adding the numbers of greatest lovers 

outside the lines as this god recovers 

this is a tale of children wounded 

fed up with those essentially blinded 

to nod and kiss in an empty blanket 

the need of that plot on a page to mark it 

eleven me and you as finger and tongue eager to discover 

closed eyes and breath of a thought distracted 

and memory acts and the palm attracted 

surrender in eyes that give birth to the dreamer  

this sweat as the hand slips to relieve the fever 

 Plead 

 You should be careful now                                                             

You don't want to be found 

Hiding in a dark spot 

Plotting twisting everything  

Reality that no one sees 

Ability that no one feeds 

You plead not guilty 

you plead not safe 

you plead  so poor 

Am i Wrong? 

We wallow in self pity 

We swallow plagiarized norms 

We shall never be needy 

We shall never be greedy 

Boaster 

Crafting your disguise 

Bow down tag along 

Leave it behind you frame my self  

Lasting reactions failed pretend 

Corruption is the seed to what they feed  

Like vultures without guts and without need 

A need to look behind their common walls 

To say just a line of something true  

Could you do me a Favor? 

Could you say something true? 

Boasting self procreating  

Is this the best you can do?   

Cluster of reasons   

They need to excuse  

Served things they daily get 

For they are dispirited 

III

You came through that secret dream 

Transforming your nature in cause and reason 

Setting my boredom free 

The moment I need you….as you go 

Let me draw your spit 

Let me reborn as if your gesture 

Idle and numb and week 

Lighten my eyes to see you go 

Under what you see as sky 

You world is a melting singing sinew 

Pretending your life and lying 

You re so hard   to get nearby      So hard to believe i am free that im whole  and off you go 

Hold my breath 

As my trembling hand approaches truth death and lies          and other nouns of wisdom 

Barren tongue 

And bodies with no mind as they become so dull and strange   and strange to another 

Close your eyes 

and memory collects a state of sighs and thighs         as each one moves together 

For Ive seen    

you are walking by and smiling and you chafed my mind  to swallow my peace of mind 

The Miss 

You sway my pride 

You complete half truths 

you forget to make 

Driven dark threats 

Cave my head in 

Plow my beliefs in 

A safe, not, serenity 

Come Sway with me 

Crawl down on me 

I Found you in a dream 

Feels like     I'm free 

Keep it on the down low 

Raise it up a notch 

Cravings Lately 

Cringe worthy senses   

You sway my pride