love is the dishes

sometimes it will make me mad

but i always will

The Manipulator

she didn't always cry

when she drank

but
she always drank

i
only drank when she drank

and sometimes she cried

sometimes it was because she remembered something from her past that hurt

sometimes it was because i was punishing her
for something she remembered

tears fell from her eyes like rebel angels
and i welcomed her with a blanket

crucified monster

the beast's never-ending feed

prayers of its prey

maniacs of peace

burn the world down with their love

cruel empathy

The Majesty

where others see graves

i see castles

a benevolent kingdom of death

devoured by the soil

the maggots and the worms

finally

all are treated equally 

this destiny, hell

narrow paths of certainty 

one tunnel of choice