poem: sucked dry

Life is a vampire
Death is the grave
Inhuman demandings
No way to save

The secret submission
As dark as the world
Fills me entirely
Phantoms unfurled

Blind to my emotions
Can’t read the writing on the wall
Keep me unconscious
So I don’t have to feel at all

poem: satisfaction / 15 minutes

A nice, easy feeling
Cold beer on a hot afternoon
That first drag on a cigarette
Since you quit 10 days ago
(for the last time)
It’s having your lover in your arms
And knowing nothing can touch you
You are
You will be
You have been
King for a Day
Fame for 15 minutes