Monster Serenade

by Mike Martinez   

  Dedicated To A Friend    

      Preface     

 This is a short poem for a person who I really don't know. But he is someone I think about a lot. And a man I care about a lot. There is more to it than this. Much more, I am sure, than I will ever really know. And so, it is okay to conclude that I never had a clue, and still fail to understand. Consequently, this poem is rife with sentiment. As such, how serious can we take all that it emotes? You can take it serious, though. Because my emotions are true. This poem is true too. -The Mog  

     Introduction  

     I am cemetery weary     Creating a crazy scenario     There is no god, there is not love     There is no looking back     I trade sanity, for all of that     It's been impossible to know     Where my soul is at...      

  Part 1  

 Imploring  

  How can I tell you Young man What you won't understand? But, in the evening rain I wish I could Teach you To feel as I do, And forget everything.   Is it possible To capture, and in a trance Tell you What is hard to say But, I smell poetry And gentle rage; Unsettled softness In your bottomless eyes.   I want to Tell you all. And more besides. To touch you; Unfold ourselves, in twilight Make you feel with me, Trusting in eternity Beyond death like smells.....      

Part 2  

On An Elevated Vantage Point    

 Looking out across a sea Of thorny trees; sprawled out magnificently Sparkling like an emerald This jungle forest lay Before him.... At first.... Behind you, now    So many mindless worlds    Left behind you,    A light over your shoulder To guide you.... To remind you....          Thinking of everything, You won't be surprised to find yourself Surprised, unknowingly innocent Everlasting beckons us always, forever Before.... You now; deserted Before you...     Just to remind you,     To prod you....     Electrocute you. So many endless screams Your victims haunt Cavern like escapes cascading An avalanche of spurting blood Before you lay A graveyard of dung On sunburned earth.     A place for sex And lies Pretext: Sits before you To remind you... Nothing inside you... Only emptiness. The hole The pit No one lives there, Only rotting stench....    

Part 3  

 Monkey On Me

    Break it all up, pry the corners up Go through every little thing A person ever owned, all they had But couldn't take.   Build up around this one Spitting, and drooling, self degrading Undertaking; lights waiting for me Buzzing, driving,fretting, until    I couldn't take it    I learned to hate it    I was so strung out, then;    I was so insane.   But no one sees you; but you Don't keep secret What you know. No one sees you Do, what you Don't want them to.   Can this be, or Does he wait? Inside of me; Astride of me, I saw you looking.... I was pleading, Because I want you For me, young man.    

Part 4  

La Dumpe'  

  Empty fields Run dry, like brittle bones forsaken blood and drunken voices; echoing across conscience, Guilt ridden game Played upon murderous shame.   Unpillowed, and naked Down back roads, trails polluted Trashed, watery gulch, tumbleweed patch A bridge, and a syphon to burn with garbage all around The discarded sounds can never relinquish their hold On your mental shoulder, your soul   I want to say the words, So you can hear me say, I want you so much. And can you feel me breathe Never leave, oh unrepentant One of nature's doings can you ever feel as I do? Buried beneath wormy sorrow, I entreat love, for Love's sake To live, to sigh By and by