Coffin Nails

I draw lines across my skin, where you’re tongue has become akin, I close my eyes every time I know yours is mine, I’m taken in your divine, these lips these eyes this dies…

These lips these eyes this death of a man, from the killing of a child, the walk of shores. Stripped down to a core, a wash by sores, awake by longing. Each sweetheart eaten, every path broken, lingering whiffs, tantalizing sucks…

Each sweetheart eaten, every path broken, lingering whiffs, tantalizing licks as chains engulf. Coin through fingers, as relatives wonder through hair strands, and the script is to devour. Take away every pain, every ill, every worry, and replace them the hosts disease. This is their fate, they shall know no other way.

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Remind me every now and again you love me, I know I don’t love you in vain. Like every flower when it rains, I’m just as happy as the first time you came.

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Route Lines

Route Lines:
From the first step, intoxicated with an urge to move;
Up, the way to leave;
Window view of a powerful sleeve; Touchings of aisle and sliding auto doors, into new worlds of manual’s clues.

Connections, elevations, propulsion; Misgivings of friendship;
Made in a different shop to work with different flops;
Rotations, strain, the break ins after the break ups;
What a life inside this new mess.

Linked by nodes on electronic maps; Runways of the tarmac;
Kiosks, plazas, and foreign languages;
Popular pigs, in a land of the popular pig;
Building anew to last a lifetime.

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#SoSaysTheRealMe

Pretense etches tattoos to remind me of the man I ought to be, so I’ll fake it ‘til I make it. Until I make it to you, inspire me naturally.

Silence calms me into thinking, thinking into dreaming. I love to dream up this magical world of ours. Where my broken pieces fit perfectly.

Patience keeps me growing limbs, branches for my new and returning birdies to come singing by. I can hold there songs, grasping longingly.

Yet I sigh for the pretense wasted, the silence that cowered, and patience that led me slow. I got here in one peace of mind, but not of me.

I had my worlds believing never correcting my erring, preferred to just use them as though planned light years in advance. #SoSaysTheRealMe

Truly though, I’m just a man of two parents with five siblings. Grown up by televisions, radios, and people in buildings. #SoSaysTheRealMe

I wished I’d come out more all along, and when I believed I came along. I did everything I said before, some after saying. #SoSaysTheRealMe

Nowadays I just freestyle life and live by my word. Happily helping and giving away knowing even I am wasting away too. #SoSaysTheRealMe

I’ve accepted that we all meet some type of end, and I wish to go quietly then to a painless rest. This is the real JRT #SoSaysTheRealMe

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