Tarnished Words

Two Faces

Clear, understanding and true.  . . 

Wicked funny, focus, take time too.

Descent into haze, grip so strong,

powerless, dazed, I am taken along. 

Which face will win, which way will stick?

Will there be resentment if I confront on it?

Divided, two faces pulls all down,

Must stand by, with my own sound.

Sound for life, sound for friend,

Sound so there will be one face again.

                                                                                        

And another, this one has a working title

Just when you thought it was safe to hang out with the daughter
All she did was stand there and smile
And my insides turned over and died
Everything I thought I was past It all came rushing back
Longing with all of my being
For another smile
Another touch
Only a life together.
Stupid.
All she has to do is ask...

Two Snippets - Works in Progress

Phantom Sin Syndrome
Washed in the Blood
Scoured in the Bath
Forgiven then punished
Guess who laughs last.

Ectopic poignancy,
Sound begets fury,
Thunder: consolation,
Abomination: desolation;
Sweetness to rotteness,
Bonus to bitterness,
Ashes to Dust.

Wounded Soldier

Oh shit, Rockwell's hit.  He's down, damn, somebody get a medic.  Medic, medic; we got a man down and we need help.  He's still breathing, O.K. O.K., thats good, right.  We need morphine, demyral, perkaset; something.  Dammit, help him.  Oh yah, and a side of prozac for me.  Where is the chopper, we need Medi-vac.  Alright Rockwell, keep breathing, keep trying.  I'm not letting you go without me.  "La Famiglia" remember; always there and always true.  Alright now we're gonna need about thirty good movies.  Please nothing with Patrick Swayze or Julia Roberts; for god's sake.  We'll also need some triple mac and a dozen popsicles.  Hurry, there's no time to think; just react.  I got you Bro, always there and always true.

                                                       Bman out

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