Modus Operandi

Season of my discovery
shelter commands obey
the discipline I’m in sin
I must try and slay.

For a minute hand
for a forgiveness I extend
the wrenching shivering
times of the hands of sand.

Touch my soul I shiver
as I evoke things that shatter.
Tell me your discoveries
the ones that exist that matter.

I want complete a feat
of fantastic strength of station.
I want a love and a life
of peace, calm and salvation.

The gun though tells
spells of mastery of his fashion.
Relish I do dew of tulips
in your eyes full of a passion.

Life is made in such ways,
in evil days the ways haze
fills the void in most of those
we know now a days.

Go go does the day I want
it to end to find my bed head
of mine is playing all day
and needs the stay of bed.

No not tonight can I delve
into what I know I show I go
to a destination known as hell
and it’s all for show.

The drama never ended with
the love I’ve known before;
know I know as friends we have
in common things we can’t ignore.

Laugh shall we through
the swamps of a devils lair
where there is no air there;
our union will be beyond compare.

Each night I tell myself
I’ll be there and love life together
with someone I’m real with
but the world untethers.

6 Comments Add yours

  1. You write from such a real, honest and raw place. It’s so incredible. Great picture too ❤

    Liked by 2 people

    1. Jester says:

      Thank you. You are too kind to me. Lol.


      1. You’re welcome. Kindness goes a long way

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  2. Very much a wondrous piece

    Liked by 2 people

    1. Jester says:

      You are so appreciated Luna.


      1. Everyone is appreciated in their own way my dear friend. 🌺

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