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swallowing swords and building fires

3/20/2017

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Countless women swallow Themselves whole 
Using swords to  Force their light down
 To the pit of their wombs
Praying to bear daughters 
To carry the torch  They consumed 

We are the daughters
born With swords in our right hands
To forge new paths
torches in the left 
To light the way
And blood boiling wild and hot
Coursing through our veins
We have been imprinted with flame

Our mothers were the martyrs 
They swallowed their light
But we still saw the glow in their cheeks
The slither of sunshine 
Breaking through their teeth 
Because of their sacrifice 
We were born of Fire and steel

Our swords incite fear 
But the true power is in our light 
And with it We can't be tamed 
We won't be bound
We are limitless 
And the world is scared 
Because  We possess magic
they struggle  to understand
so they use our swords to pierce our insides
Force our hands To turn in on themselves 
And We have learned to hide the flame
in our mouths keep them shut

But we will not self destruct 
Oh no 
It's time to  Pull the swords from our throats 
With mouths wide 
We will sing songs of defiance 
Using the light pouring out to 
Gaze upon the earth with new eyes
And we will dance
because there is fire shut up in our bones 
The embers hum to our battle song 

We are the daughters of women 
With fires in their bellies
Use your sword to carve their names 
We were born to set the town a blaze
So burn baby burn 
it is your destiny
​to engulf this world in flames

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Grim reaping 

2/20/2017

 
i want death to ravish me when we meet
No need for foreplay 
Cold kisses
Aren't meant for cheeks
They are planted on warm necks
By skeleton teeth
I want death to cum before I am aware
He is inside
I want death to whisk me away
Like a thief in the night 
Cloaked in dark garbs 
Grasping me tight 
As he escorts me to life's door
The place from whence I came 
Only to return again

I am Wed to Death 
Life was but a mistress
Bitter and cruel but her sweet pussy 
Whispered the secrets I needed to hear
Those whispers have turned to screams
A constant ringing in my ears 
Driving me into Deaths cold embrace
His silence as loud as hers
Not tethered to words or worlds
Carry me over the threshold into eternity

I'd rather be cast into the abyss 
Wrapped in deaths tight grip 
Night rider take me for a spin
Holding on to bones don't let me slip

tandem bikes

2/20/2017

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i tried to ride a bike
Like I rhode you
In the dark
Pitch black
Searching for shades of blue
But like bikes
I never learned
A few miles before the wheel turned
Out of control
Fuck a break
you put your foot down no

I still wish
we would've
Stayed on
We had places to go
but, i guess
Uncharted landscapes
By tandem bicycles
Were never meant to be seen
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Giant toy cars/ unfulfilled

2/6/2017

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I am only but 22
But I have experienced an emptiness akin 
To 44 year old men 
With giant toy cars
And life-sized barbies to squeeze them in

I too 
crushed this dry fruit
That had become my life 
Head thrust back mouth wide 
With squinted eyes
Drawing the illusion
That a drop of joy might fall and
Graze the tongue 
For I had forgotten it's taste
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invisible man

2/6/2017

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I find myself in your clothes
As if wearing your scent 
Feels nearly as good 
As you wearing me

There's fun in pretending 
Living in the spaces
You once occupied
is as close as I'll come
To the fabrication of what was  
Making homes out of the clothes you housed 
feels empty 
Even with me inside 
Cold 
Even with the warmth of its weight 

It always was
Cold
And
Empty
Loving you my invisible man
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Idols

2/6/2017

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I do to people 
What Leo's do to lovers I idolize them
Hatch massive gods from their foreheads-
to cast shadows over their demons 

I impede on their freedom to fail
To change, To be human 
I lock them up
In a castle on a pedestal far, far, far away 
From who they really are

I'm drawn to flaws
A broken jaw, crooked teeth, scabs on the knees
Call to me, Grab at me 
With their marshmallow mouths
Gentle sensations tugging on my sleeve
Pulling me to flaws
So that I may give them new names
I call them pretty, intriguing, love
People are flawed at the core 
But not as passive
For I give them new names
​That they don't answer to

I've grown to understand 
gods name themselves 

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barf

2/6/2017

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He coated despair in candy
He said I was his best friend 
Leaving My tummy churning, turning, upset
Repelling the acid boiling inside of it
Projecting the bile to the back of my throat
My mouth waters
Awaiting the grand exit of graveyard food

It won't settle 
I have stuffed my gums with bites I couldn't chew 
Closed my eyes 
Swallowed it whole, like I swallowed you
I assumed My stomach could handle the feud 
but soon I learned
I was cooning for the King's Fool
 
As I kept swallowing pushing back 
The Inevitable flood 
That would carry the bile back up 
It's hard not to face What we upchuck. 

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got milk?

2/6/2017

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I lowered myself beneath her
So that I could suckle the sweet nectars
From her breast
Mouth watering and back bent I latched on 
Two savory drops plopped on my lips
A splash on the tongue exciting the buds

There were Two drops before
She withdrew and named me selfish
I selfish? 
Having toiled so long 
Beaten and battered along the way
And all I ask is a drink

But how could she know of my thirst?
How could I know of her aching utters?
I was sucking her dry.  

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licking wounds

2/6/2017

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The embers spewed from your mouth
​Burned holes in my skin
Scathing, etching pain into my flesh
​
I have grown numb to the shock, still
I kiss the scars every night before bed

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