His Orgasmic Face & Other Works

His Orgasmic Face                          

Below The Staircase 

Birth

Morning is like

a birth.

I am bursting through 

a cracked shell.

Pushed from a womb.

Unaware of my form,

forced into existence.

I remove slime

from my eyes.

Part my pasty lips

with a yawn for life.

I am alive again,

from lying dormant 

during the night. 

Parts of my body,

tender and sore

from an unconscious struggle.

Into life

I take form.

Greeted by the

songs of hysterical birds.

Then quite an ache

stings my first thought.

I have to find

purpose,

In which causes

my blood to flow.

 

The Dragon & Other Works

The Dragon ( Inspired by my favorite trunpeter Lee Morgan )                          

Nude Man Relaxing After A Bath 2nd version 

The Dragon ( For my favorite trumpeter Lee Morgan )

He is considered the dragon 

Because he takes the stage

with a vengeance.

And the wrath of fire

exits his trumpet.

The scream of ancestors,

from this throat of slender brass.

The drums rattle in his pulse,

as he awakens the earth.

And the motives of demons

are shattered 

by the highest notes

of unmuted trumpet fire.