Blasé

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Word Promp “Rain”

rain like hammers pounding
backsplash on pavement rebounding

perceived so inconsequently
yet liquid bombs for thee

micro-blitzkrieg onslaught
virtual insect potshot

shrapnel sweeping husks away
the sewer is your watery grave

while I flail with gripes and blether
simply bitching about the weather

Written by Matthew – 2018
© 2018 This Mortal Flesh
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Eyes

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no more time for old wives tales
where the devil is in the details
coffin full of words used and dried
a box for manicured finger nails

just you look me in the eyes
can I see what is inside?
thoughts peering back at me
reflections of my own mind

meet my eyes to spell need
soak my gaze and take heed
to flash feeling with a look
with my eyes I decree

for the gaze of women there is no book
no trusty manual that I may read
forty years still none the wise
of what lies beyond a women’s eyes

Written by Matthew – 2017
© 2018 This Mortal Flesh

I Had A Dream Of Molten Steel (Villanelle)

I had a dream of molten steel
weapons to liquid by the fire of humanity
and all the people awoke to what is real

the air was charged with an electric feel
as the dancing masses cast off their misery
I had a dream of molten steel

the night aglow—the scene surreal
together they poured from the foundry
and all the people awoke to what is real

a fevered wind blew as metals congeal
new hope forged by the fire of humanity
I had a dream of molten steel

the hands of the many toiled with euphoric zeal
no more rich, no more poor, no bourgeoisie
and all the people awoke to what is real

on that day the pact was sealed
that violence would no longer be their reality
I had a dream of molten steal
and all the people awoke to what is real

Villanelle Form

“…and they shall beat their swords into plowshares, and their spears into pruninghooks: nation shall not lift up sword against nation, neither shall they learn war any more.” Isaiah 2:4

Written by Matthew – 2016
© 2018 This Mortal Flesh
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Residua

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what is this fear?..
innate paranoia
scenarios seen
so clearly
passion bred
from contempt

why is the vision so clear?..
in dreams
you spit on me
with your love
the sting in my heart
so real

the waking residual
taints my days
could it be real?..
could she really?..
my logical mind
screams of course!!

Written by Matthew – 2018
© 2018 This Mortal Flesh
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Abide

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I do but I don’t
I care but I won’t
this mind so battleworn
is just ready to let you go

love’s game I can no longer play
this drawn out soliloquy
all to feed some ego
or insatiable libido

I guess I’ll never understand
nor be the pièces de résistance your dreams demand
I simply choose to abide

I do but I don’t
I care but I won’t
love’s game I can no longer play
this drawn out soliloquy

all to feed some ego
or insatiable libido
this mind so battleworn
is just ready to let you go

Written by Matthew – 2018
© 2018 This Mortal Flesh
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Pseudo-Eden

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life’s elixir has
filtered through
greedily consumed
by a choking veil
what remains but
grim resin
residue of a dream 

such parched lips
temerarious tongue
lapping for sweet—
fleeting—euphoria
this cryptal throat
gulping so fast
mere anesthetic 

bitter too soon
upon last drop
nakedness revealed
blemish and pus
sudden realization
heaving resignation
only pain is real…

Written by Matthew – 2018
© 2018 This Mortal Flesh
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