My Unstable Poetry

Halleijuah

My tears rain like you kissed me

Simultaneously

yet

Tasteless

My steps fall

Behind me in a

national parade contrivance

My outbursts are made clear

But recollected in packages by few

My feelings for you

Are pure beauty like silk

But hate as much as the Isis people have on Israel

Classically dancing

Around a spotless ground floor

With a knife in each hand

We leave sternly

There's a cherry blossom tree

I run my hand up your jaw line

While I taste fireworks

Drip drop drop drip

Goes the blood of many

That we will only remember