A slice of life for the dry and blasted times when you're feeling full of doubt....

PICASSO'S WEEPING WOMAN
(PICASSO'S WEEPING WOMAN)

Even rattle snakes
have a means to warn their victims
these attacks of malevolence
are countered by a natural
unconscious sensitivity
to the innocent.
Demons want their own playground
unfettered
unpolluted
by the ugly hateful void
of naivete
The damned are only the empty
who defied the virtue of patience
to fill this dark
by any means necessary
be it by devouring the beautiful
or the filth.

The point is to rage against
this divine dictatorship of humility
and fill your belly with what ever you need
to survive
be it forbidden fruit
or flesh
to accept the pain invited
by your own will only
and to damn the souls and saints
that bid you suffer for their sakes
with no reward for your sacrifice
save another death in vain
and a sense that you were
forsaken
abandoned
silenced
even before your life began
today I close my heart
and dare you to find out what happens
if you try to coax it open again
Let this fearsome grimace
be your warning
my generous warning
the rattle of my back end
don't come any closer
and you won't get hurt again.