Counterfeits of Love

Words are lovers that never love; Oblivious to the feelings they create; For they may seem real and “tried and true” Yet only in conveying a counterfeit  In me and in you. Words are lovers that words hold back, The gatekeepers of freedom, Enemy of passion, Hater of too Much Lust, Desire, or Any thought […]

My IED

Should I love my IED That goes off so suddenly Not hidden underneath, But for all to openly see? It’s a love-pain in reverse, Seldom often under earth, Hidden horrors underneath, When strangers plant IEDs. The victims are living canvases At the hands of angry “terrorists” Whose bleeding bleeds through The paining of others, But […]