Reality Reigns
When they rape you,
and they will
your cowardliness
will meet it’s match
You can not conceal
the ill fate
that awaits you
on the other side
of your fake
existence
______________________________
Fawning Fans
You give them
your blood
They give you
emoticons
______________________________
Starlit Plight
Purgatory
and
shiny-
toothed
heavenly
bodies
lined
up
awaiting
your
beastly
bawl
______________________________
Dante’s Time
Love is in the air
the smell
of smoldering
ashes
Who’s going
to clean up
the mess
this time?
Beatrice,
you bitch
There’s
a man
lying on
the floor
begging
to join
you
Pick up
a broom!
Death is
no excuse
That second poem is hilarious!