Invisible Movement

Were I to sit roadside
hands held out
sign asking for alms
would you see me?
Were I to stand at the bus stop
teeth chattering
sodden by rain
needing a fix
would you really see me?
Were I to sit next to you
meeting upon meeting
late night after late night
pressed into duty
pressed against the desk
would you ever see me again?
I am but one of the invisible
fallen amongst the cracks
head down
eye frown
look not upon the great
who can do no wrong
who can rape
who can plunder
who can murder without fear
alas
the day will come…..
judge not lest you be judge
bastardization for bastards
cower
betray
fall…..
pain reaped for pain
desolation for desolation
rejection
anguish
fear
all yours times tenfold.

©March 13/20
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Devil’s Kin

Bartered for
sold by
innocence striped
blood and gore.
Tears
forgotten
beaten from my soul
hands tearing
teeth ripping
I will never grow old.
Passed around
good time girl
a child
no one cares to look beneath the mask
the colored face
drawn to make me an adult.
Opiates to dull the senses
alcohol to feel no pain
dead eyes staring
nothing
but a little whore.
You chortle
watching me
making me beg at your feet.
Degradation
hatred
Abasement
rage
you thought
using me
abusing me
tossing me aside
would be the end of it.
You are going to wish I had died.
Devil is in the details
turns out I am not that easy to kill
your scream of terror
your face
your eyes
dominating my sight
as in slips the knife.
©March 3/20
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Pièce de Résistance

***This is a continuation of Expunged Love and  Queenly Insanity *****

Dead
eyes stare forward
tears long since departed
resentment
settled
buried in breast
forgiveness
I can no longer give.
You tore through
whirling dervish
splintered
peace
serenity
fingers everywhere
poking
prodding
rending innocence
shattered breath.
Protracted abuse
bruised lips
I did not care
I could not care
you would find a way
to destroy.
Harlot
whore
took her to your bed
friend no more.
Thrown to the wayside
I crept
I grew
I stripped the veneer
gentility
gone
ferocious teeth
bared to throat
rip it free.
Black
ashes
war paint
war cry
you
your harlot
better bolt
coming for you I am
created me you did.
Death’s Queen
riding
white stallion
scythe to hand
I am a living nightmare
one you created
one you made.

©Feb. 26/20
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Expunged Love

Eyes
bruised grey
hair lank
dead
detached
when…..
who….. 
what….. 
is coming for me?
Nowhere to run.
I wait.
Heartbeat count
fevered brow to pane
it has been ordained
they will collect me.
I care not.
Frost.
Black heart
wreathed
iced
encased
fingers etched glacier blue
cold.
Throw the bitch a bone
I heard your guttural voice
Nothing more
Nothing less
She deserves…..
I forgot your twisted side.
I forgot your hate.
I forgot just what it meant to be
the one who jilted the King.
©Feb. 22/20
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Word of the Day Challenge #86-Untitled Poem

Pain
burgeoning
building beneath heart
held out
given freely
to have it seized
torn
tattered
tossed to the floor
with blatant disregard.
Hands out
supplication
prayers tumble
blood red lips
no gods to hear
no gods to answer
no gods anywhere
any more.
I gave in
I unfettered my heart
I loosened the chains
handed over the keys
only…….
to be burned again.
More than I can stand…..
More than I can count…..
every time I fall
swear to myself
it will be the last time
I will give nothing away
yet I do
coming undone for you.
Hear my heartfelt pleas
do not leave
do not walk away
please come back to me
if only to return the heart
you so callously
ripped apart.
©Feb. 12/19
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Haunted Darkness

Dark
twisted hallways
buried deep
seen only
when half asleep
memories
of horror
rage
pain
begin to stir
begin to stretch
grave worms clawing to the surface.
Walk in a fugue
diseased mind
any out
any way
running
never sure why
from what
only searching
seeking
escape
haunted nightmares.
Grievous pain
knife wounds
stabbed tip
over
over
over
digging hole
to feel
if only for a while.
Bruised eyes
sleep
in death
in life
monsters wait
demons
vampires
no retreat.
This is life
abused
mistrusted
alone
no friends are near
endless screams
pummel
broken skin
anything to stop feeling
anything to eradicate……
haunted memories.
©Feb. 11/20
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Avenging Demon Lass

Black venom
noxious
thick
slithers through these veins
feeding upon
darkness
bleak thoughts
suicidal
pain fed
screech
horror
grip the bars
wrought iron
of this cage
howling
lines scored into skin
as you sing
once loose 
better run
cause I will come
hunting 
for you
for those who baited me
used me
sucked dry
heart
soul
husk 
on the side of the road
soft crooning
rocking
forth
back
madness
fired in your eyes
sanity
finger tip away
single touch
avenger
protector
huntress in the night
blood red lust
blinded dreams
gutted in the alley
left to bleed out.
©Jan. 26/20
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