Sunday, March 31, 2013

Wildfire

I hope you burn
In flames so bright they blind the Gods
While you clutch your secrets and lies to your breast
I have walked through that fire
And
Have come out unscathed
Clean
The same as I once was
Grinning madman
Playing parts
And stinging hands
Sharp with my poison tongue


Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Playing Parts

Chalk on a sidewalk
They broke my teeth
And bloody my nose
Arguments stand up in a court of law
And fall down the sides of buildings
They have five minutes and will be here in ten
I'm not a lawyer but I play one on the stage