Whispers in offices
 With shady bosses
 Words of such untruth
 Withheld curses
 And awkward pauses
 And trying not to be uncouth
 I'd leave in a second
 But I can't just abandon
 This without a fight
 Do you have an agenda?
 Is it a vendetta?
 You can't pretend this is right
 Don't pretend you're a caretaker
 When you're such a mess-maker
 Your communication is unclear
 Respect is important
 He is my commandant
 He knows my duty here
 I'll do what you want
 It's not what he wants
 And its not what's needed here
 But I'll do what you want
 It's also what I want
 I've already packed my gear 

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Poisoned lips

In fragrant breath

Glassy eyes

And frozen smiles

And marks

Of sudden death

Of feelings

And of blunt


The soul

Is passionless

The heart’s

A bloody mess

The angry mind

Is crying out

Into the nothingness

Of selfish deeds

And selfish creeds

On poisoned lips

Craving trips

Of hushed exile

For kisses on

The demon’s smile

*This poem can also be found in my poetry book What Have You Done to the Angel which was written under Sathepine Marco.

A hand held
A shy gaze
A kiss

A love lost
A memory
You miss

You lie awake
And reminisce

For all
You have left
Is a wish

To return to
That long-forgotten


I know
What this is
What you are
And you say
There’s a cure
It won’t scar
But this cure
To the venom
Is a curse
So I’ll try
Just a sip
Just a drip
And we’ll see
If it’s worth
The trip

Take a deep breath
And be brave
Sometimes it’s okay
To misbehave

I’m right here
Never far
Not afraid
Of who you are

Because i’ve glimpsed
Behind your slight
Veneer of bitterness
And I saw light

The poisoned apple pie
I’ve tried too many times
The hero of a lie
Who’s done too many crimes

The angel of pretense
Up high on golden wings
Ignoring consequence
The saint of hidden sins

And I feel nothing but
Faith in you destroyed
So speak to me not
This contract’s null and void

Blood boiling
Heart racing
Angry thoughts in my head

In the midst of white
And peaceful black
All I’m seeing is red

One thought of you
And I’m triggered

Bad memories
I’m embittered

Got the fury of
A villain mob
That won’t stop until you’re dead