no subtle hatred
a screaming noise
slashing colors
strewn like blood spatter
a dance violent
the truth in destruction
proving it's not a lie
about demolition
in suicide there is a final solution
and shelter from attacks
from the internal truth
and the building subtlety
of a spreading knowledge
of right and wrong
hiding from the screaming noise
of morality
from holding truth as self evident
to shooting obscenities
that filthy bonfire
and the soot that soils souls
lies are an invention
and why lies have to be repeated so often
while truth is a discovery
flames
one un-fueled
the other incendiary
crappy candle
drone deaf deception
digging shallowly
for a hint of vibration
shaking up a lite
jumping from frame to flame
with a smoking dodging breath
it doesn't take a brain surgeon
to crack a skull
Humpty Humpty
wouldn't have fallen
for little bo peep
if she 'd stay away
from all the kings men
and denied his prize
he cries wolf
and with crocodile tears
eats granny 'til she cums
and the huntsman enters from behind
as is the destruction of all tales
that are now pornography
reveling in the test of frills
seeking the agony of victory
and the thrill of defeat
not sure which is which
the splashing noise
screams violence
and dancing in destruction
speading the demolition
making unsheltered solutions
jumping from flame to flame
proving that it's not a lie
A. MENDOZA, 2017
slashing colors
strewn like blood spatter
a dance violent
the truth in destruction
proving it's not a lie
about demolition
in suicide there is a final solution
and shelter from attacks
from the internal truth
and the building subtlety
of a spreading knowledge
of right and wrong
hiding from the screaming noise
of morality
from holding truth as self evident
to shooting obscenities
that filthy bonfire
and the soot that soils souls
lies are an invention
and why lies have to be repeated so often
while truth is a discovery
flames
one un-fueled
the other incendiary
crappy candle
drone deaf deception
digging shallowly
for a hint of vibration
shaking up a lite
jumping from frame to flame
with a smoking dodging breath
it doesn't take a brain surgeon
to crack a skull
Humpty Humpty
wouldn't have fallen
for little bo peep
if she 'd stay away
from all the kings men
and denied his prize
he cries wolf
and with crocodile tears
eats granny 'til she cums
and the huntsman enters from behind
as is the destruction of all tales
that are now pornography
reveling in the test of frills
seeking the agony of victory
and the thrill of defeat
not sure which is which
the splashing noise
screams violence
and dancing in destruction
speading the demolition
making unsheltered solutions
jumping from flame to flame
proving that it's not a lie
A. MENDOZA, 2017
