sometimes darkness spills over
on all sides
our ship may stray
not water tight
yet we paddle
keep paddling right
even spinning in circles
may serve sometimes
always striving
for better nights
when not alone
stable safe arms
warm hearts
cuddled
for first time.
Day Gun
baby boomer born 62 in Egypt
family wealthy christian
attended school Omaha 82-84
approached by mossad 86 in washington dc
87 moved Tel Aviv
became lesbian 88
started new surveillance department 90
the one I’ve been dismantling
dying of heart disease
healing not possible with this evil being
leave me alone your only warning
or else I’ll really start trying.
Day Gun
born and raised in Tallahassee
wealthy Jewish family
gen Xer blond with straight hair
now bald as ripe pear
sorry for loss husband ten years
he died liver cancer before mossad career
this happened just three years ago
not any love between either of you tho
radiation kills not cancer
your right lung issue different matter
result from physical attack
our bodies only heal plus adapt
tel aviv queer orgy palace
will never bring any happiness
if this poem spurs da boot
spain your best place for love to take root.
Day Gun
alright two down keep em’ coming
nothing like hearing
screaming fallen angels
early mourning
yahweh is a demon bitch
yeah you read me
seem like chosen people
for twisted brainwashing only
good idea
St Cloud much better town
then Iowa
with idiots out walking around
as boy paid $2 per pair
pocket gopher feet
hey NSA
what’s going bounty on star of david.
Day Gun
couple gophers
first wave of spies
let’s guess these gen Xers
hello surprise
queer dark haired brit
satanist in Tel Aviv
thinks he’s alone
for him my poems not funny
straight blond yank
atheist living Dubuque
has better taste
cracks smiles laughs too
now who’d a thunk it
zoom owned by Mossod
what the fuck are you doing
working as evil pawns.
Day Gun
love
our
sacred
treasure
without we are lost lonely confused
shipwrecks prone to self abuse
tools pushing evil’s ruse
wandering dark stark in park of fools
dragging long black bag ancestral refuse
teased and tempted by booby traps
blind hell tourists hot cold feeling test no map
alas our bruises become muscle mass
strength through failure when owning past
blessed those who stay desert course
Truth eternally roots for untruth divorce.
Day Gun
all religions are malevolent
your previous one no exception
anything placed between self and Truth
dumbest cruelest reason for fall
19 d game played here
deception distraction dependence
notice who what how why do this
stay clear
for such an independent individual
how did ex ever cast spell
please dang honey you’re wild
why ever cover beautiful smile
know if living here I would not bother
could be weeks between words easy honor
subconscious block is superstitious
programmed bollocks
now break it.
Day Gun
telepathic gigolo
just checking in
if you feel me coming
I probably am
life is a strangle thing
when up to batt
maybe take swings
years rolling by
best and worst of times
love so elusive it seems
tough telling
bruises from blessings
learning to not give
too much
as-king granting wishes fun
when facing doubt only Truth safe for leaning on.
Day Gun
never enough laughs
coming from your end
when alone any giggles felt
most likely thinking naughtiness
yesterday while wearing cheaters
accidentally saw favorite picture
dang dear even finer
with X-ray vision blew these eyes
closest we’ve been in two seasons
body close that is
heart reader intimacy grows stronger
how long now
have my morning workouts blessed chest
hopefully not growing annoyed yet
mother wondered if I was alright
yes just listening for love's delight.
Day Gun
even better in person
I do not lie
spend the night
or longer if feels alright
I don’t bite
might nibble a bit
sometimes
betcha don’t mind
otherwise cool as rock hard cucumber
oh and thanks for last night
refraining from calling out your name
mother’s basement stay tough fight
flashbacks to high school vacuuming interruption
biggest fright
thinking you felt me carrying christmas tree upstairs today
heart pounding every step of the way.
Day Gun
neighbors saw ufo flying over town
here for telepathic show
will love touchdown
so emotional today
midnight plus breakfast rendezvous exceptional
wouldn’t you say
feeling silly trying out bribes
just can’t wait to share sweetness
all the time
dreaming of your visits turned stay
always pack bag
cuddling as pastime
life can be fun hey
knowing you’re sailing turbulent seas
wanting role greatest ally please
let me dress any cuts and booboos okay.
Day Gun
I don't need help
but I'd like it
this scout probes heights and depths
doing safety dance on edge
respect is seeing differences as positively grand
if you think I'm a fine catch
do reel me in
best matches made somewhere near middle
complimentary means balanced spicy egos
living alone nearly five years
bound to get weird
risk hermit forever fear
yet all this time owning healthy thoughts words actions
building safe home foundation Truth ally
yes mate mistakes made learned past
only guidance shows right partners that can last.
Day Gun
counterfeit californian
lost angel less town
lunatic out loitering
LOL clown
moved south dakota
married then divorced
now hating men
atheist of course
known knee biter
in all 50 states
projection princess
watch what you say
horror show addict
maybe take break
creep is my guess
bless your dark ways.
Day Gun
addictive remote spooning
will we ever bless full evening
can’t promise more sleep but sounder
if awoken at night just roll over
sugar free frozen birthday cake awaits
our love may thaw whole damn state
flooding everything needing fresh start
cherishing feeling happy throbbing heart
glad you like cigarettes after sex
smoking hot 2nds in bed
blessing every minute of 120 days dreamt
tapping guidance how to navigate this
pursue when wanting kisses with bliss
your beauty I crave and miss
heaven found each present moment
leaving door open for ya.
Day Gun
500 heart stories counting
my written children poetry fountain
I’d like to thank open plus secret muses
couldn’t have made it this far
without golden darts from cupid
can’t forget ancestral trauma
you’ll keep rockin’ every shadow
much gratitude collective demons
thee sacred role evil so contagious
prescription poison medical industry
you really know how to push pricks and circumcise dicks
dear dying world empire
may your white phosphorus burn within
who did I forget
oh yeah praise Truth
for blessing precious gift.
Day Gun
sundays are now sacred too
love showers my fav kind
never gonna email again
unless sweetness takes flight
so hard feeling you sob yourself to sleep
birthday night
didn’t plan on ever responding
until guidance said alright
SSRIs repress emotions
healing will take time
I can’t be target of rage
past baggage yours not mine
always wanted intimacy more then anything
our level beyond the sky
reach out when needing me
I’ll just write sing and cry.
Day Gun
