Wednesday Child

Cello

Black hair
Black eyes
Her stare gets you high
Black dress
Black shoes
They dance as she moves
Black look
Black night
Fire will ignite
Black smile
Black heart
She’ll tear you apart
Black song
Black paint
Her cello feints
Black lust
Black desire
a want’n fire
Black beauty
Black Rose
Strikes a pose

(2023) by Ax

Rave’n

All Night Long

Surrounded by people no more

Scent of perfume forlorn

Spirits disinfecting

Souls disappearing

Oh how far man has come

Over time counting to a sum

Oblivious, as the end of life looms

Overwhelmed by deaths toxic fumes

Struggling to find the words

Sadness crying and it hurts

Strikes a moment the world is hushed

Starts the first line of a poetic thrush

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Yes, Yes, Yes

Whispered gently, ever so gently

With every touch felt from the vibe of these words. Echoes in time every syllable and rhyme. Trying to keep, rhythm flowing, tugging hair, nails deep, clawing flesh red and bleeding.

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…tugging hair, nails deep, clawing flesh red and bleeding. Lips to lips, hands clutching hands, legs that entwine like the vines that sprout fruit to make wine. Drunk on the very thought, grooving on a buzz, lit afire by the desire to make love all night long

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…make love all night long

Ax

A Heart That Bleeds

A Heart That Bleeds


the want is deep in a love where the heart bleeds…

there is no puncture no physical wound
to release the ache
that grows inside
a heart that bleeds

it boils slow, bathed in tears
it flows over pouting lips
taste the bitterness
a heart that bleeds

the tongue licks
saltiness, sorrows bliss
from days that pass to tomorrow
a heart that bleeds

floods inward
without escape
left to decay
a heart that bleeds

broken and shattered
left alone battered
when love hurts
a heart that bleeds


Ax

Above La Lunas’ Glow

Above La Luna’s Glow


Above la Luna’s glow
Eyes cast beyond stars
Darkness consumes
All, of a lonesome heart
Wingless blackbird
Stranded on earth
Rooted to ground
Misery found

Above la Luna’s glow
A beacon pulls
Connecting soul and mind
Sucking the energy dry
Eyes shaded black like coal
But shines with a glow
Bright as the moon
An onyx one

Above la Luna’s glow
Waits, a far away home
Ferryman journeys
Collecting passengers
Scarred with the mark
A ticket to ride
Galaxy’s past
Light years away

Above la Luna’s glow
Fades in, new dawn
Witness, the rising sun
Still, planet earth
Counting the minutes
Ticking and tocks
Passing of time
Lost, lost, still lost

Above la Luna’s glow
Returns the yearning pull
Glides the razors edge
A mark left by a previous scar
The ferryman nods
Opens the door
Taking a soul
To a world unknown

Above la Luna’s glow
One will never know
What lies beyond the known
In death, dreams may come true
To close the eyes
For the very last time
A silence grows
As the final breath blows


Ax

The Body Dies, The Soul Flies

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Innocent smiles with thoughts in the air
Just as a child does, without any care
Clutched to the breast of a mother
Protected by the will of a father
As it’s meant to be
A child, loved and free

Runny noses, malnutritions mucus
Streaking down a chin, crusted doofus
Silence is the friend who lives in the head
Talking to themselves from under the bed
Not meant to be
Cruel and mean

Welts and bruises, never heal
Constant beatings made to conceal
A mother hardly there
A father who didn’t care
To weak to be
No one sees

Movies on tv, late night fantasy
Parental Control, is a mystery
Hatred and vile, black and white
Murder and suicide, happens at night
To be or not to be
The idea strikes thee

To play a scene with a silent friend
Kitchen knives used to pretend
Like Beatrix Kiddo and O-Ren Ishii
Swift with a thrust, cold and chilly
How could it be
It was, make believe

A pool, warm as a Christmas bath
Red like the lights on a church path
Leads to the edge where land meets sky
The body dies, the soul flies
It was meant to be
A child, now free

AntönyRös

dedicated to all the children who got out. one way or another 🙏➰❤️