Looker

A couple of strenuous sessions
to sweat out some aggressions
then she went her way like all the rest
and though I wanted her badly
I said goodbye quite gladly
in hopes that I would someday find the best

for love transcends pure pleasure
and moments you can treasure
depend upon the people you hold dear
you'll know the ones that matter
for they'll make your heart feel fatter
than any breathless sigh you'll ever hear.

Antagonist

If only everyone could be
as spotlessly flaw free as he
who peddles books and spouts with glee

a nasty diatribe or two
at anyone that fails to do
that which justifies his view

or tends to disagree
with what he thought he knew.

Response

It doesn't get more infantile
than those who taint the aisle
with foolishness they bleed.
When offenses you perceive
relie on lies that you believe
how do you proceed?
And what of your resolve
when you see things don't revolve
around you, will you concede?

Fast One

Everyone is fine
with fleshing out the line
it's how the masses dine

the trough is where they stop
to get their share of slop
until the day they drop

it's time to bite the hand
that's poisoning this land
with pseudo food so bland

that concepts such as taste
are forfeited for haste
the clowns must be replaced.

March Madness

So tell me my dear
how's your victim veneer
does it shine with the virtue
that makes you appear

as though you adhere
to a selfless frontier
while demanding your due
through an insolent sneer?

Unsprung

You can't simply whistle winter away
it's something I painfully know
for though it was warm the other day
I just moved a mountain of snow.

Poached

Behind your toothy grin
Incisors of chagrin
are gnawing on the carcass of your will
it once was quite robust
but now is nearly dust
for you allowed conformity it's kill.

Period

For all of his life only one thing mattered:
the words that formed when ink was splattered
he had no money, no car, no wife
only one thing mattered for all of his life

without remorse he scribbled on,
each page an altar prayed upon
he felt no need to know the source
and scribbled on without remorse.

His sentence done, the story through
the final chapter must ensue
he had his chance but didn't run
the story through, his sentence done.

Anecdotal

Remember that suit
I was dreaming about?
Well it's still just a fantasy *scowl*
but I'm resolute
refusing to pout
despite how the wicked winds howl

I still long to fly
above all this gray
and bask in the balm of the sun
but there's nowhere to buy
the supplies, so I'll say--
that yarn has yet to be spun.

Heavenly

I'm envious of Ares
as he dominates the sky
and indiscreetly tarries
with two goddesses nearby

their radiance disarming
with the lure of mystery
and though I find them charming
it was never meant to be.

Sprung

Surprised to hear a high pitched chirp
I turned around and caught the perp
a cardinal so red and plump
and keen to break his winter slump
that he began to brightly sing
in hopes of rousing dormant spring
and it may have worked so do not scoff
for I finally feel the need to doff
this coat I've worn for way too long
Oh thank you for your cardinal song.

Puppet Tears

They live to pull on strings
and set the proper stage
an atmosphere that brings
about concerted rage
or (yes, I know this stings)
acceptance of a wage

that never seems to pay
the bills they say we owe
or in the least defray
the cost of their grand show
a farcical display
of greed that seems to grow

more tragic with each act
while they pull more and grin
contaminating fact
with theatrical chagrin
in order to distract
as more roll off my chin.

Bliss

His wife said "Better watch it boy, you'll wind up black and blue."
He just laughed and said "My dear, without annoying you
I hate to think how empty my sad life would truly be."
"You won't live to find out if you keep on bugging me."

Dominant

Like a blind man gingerly feeling his way
down the neck of one he adores
I put out the light and plaintively play
as passion engorges my pores

I fret without worrying where I am
my ear boldly taking the lead
it's such a release to aimlessly jam
while learning I don't really need

to solely rely upon my eye
when picking my way through the scales
and then I coax my baby to cry
as winter wind woefully wails.

Constraint

You'll find it's worth more than the purest of gold
it's quicker than sand and harder to hold
the more you encounter the wiser you are
until you're enfeebled by going too far;

it's hoarded in memories that can't be replaced
and savored in shots that are constantly chased
it's cleverly counted by those blessed with wit
and I'd love to keep going but it won't permit.