Category: Underground

Is wise.

A queen knows how to rule
And to care for her people.

I’d rather live alone
Than live unatoned.

As dark reveals light
Light reveals night

“I do not like pushy or lewd male advances.

When I find my one, we’ll both know the answer.”

“I’m TIRED.”

Nothing bleeds the system
Quite like fighting off demons

No it isn’t easy
To find answers

In a complexed society
Applauding debauchery

With markets flooded
By avarice abusing sin

Won’t find a cure there
Where participants spin

No snake oil to appease
Nor balm to soothe skin

And aches with such hunger
Shield fangs from their grins

To not discuss truths in “polite company.”

The chemicals hit again
Combining withdrawals

Indicating she was infected
From the advanced heroine

Love’s trust having delved
Trying to save relationship

Discarded without recompense
Like a whore’s need left begging

Cast into poverty among
Liars, thieves, and beggars

She fought against sludge
Clogging conscript arteries

Refusing access or pursuit
Determined they’d overcome

Hell’s damnation unasked for
Would not take children’s blood

“There’s a place one cannot travel alone without being consumed by violence.”

The feast of
Many flavors

Once sampled
Infects blood

Craving skin
Beg-itching

Develops new
Vulnerability

For receiving
Mistreatment

Just for another
Sip of the divine

It does not matter
Which plate tried

Each chemistry
Creates desire

Glorious if
Partnered

Hell if one’s
Cast aside