I Love Living in the City

Pop,pop,pop,
could be gunshots.
Maybe a wife finally fed up-
or fireworks covering the sky 
in multi colored dots for you and I.
I hear the Tigers zooming around,
and the helicopter taking it's view on the town.
In the City there is always something going down.
Chances are it's another misguided clown.
Why is it always the clowns, big clowns, skinny clowns, blue clowns,
red clowns, black,white,yellow, brown clown, clowns, clowns.
what a site...
Humanity the Circus of Night.

Sins of a Modern Wife

To lay your head down,
Night after night, in wonder-
Did you check his phone, his texts ?
His facebook, his ex?
Where does that man go, when your not looking? To work?
maybe not- His dick in knot, at the corner Bar-
fucked but not caught.
That pay check you see, it's all a ruse-
as are the years spent,alone in your truce.
Your insecurity is a movie,made by perspective-
made of hopes and dreams, all lost , you defective.
Could have had it made, made in the shade.
But it's bright lights and fame, that's made you this way,
Your not what you seem, you seem what your not.
Just a dirty penny stuck in a slot-
You the bad cop, question his intention.
Now what to do with this man, your invention.
Dinner at six, your laid by ten-
Suspitions arise, and the torment begins.
You never sleep, with your need of men,
It's always been you , you the hoarder of sins.

Love To Death

My love could wish you away-
Like a ghoulish dog on meth.
A whore on a stool, She can sit that way,
I need you, I Love you to death.
Like a murder scene, rotting, no one can see-
You are dead, my love, red on my dress .
A serial killer, my love's dirty deed,
Now I'm all alone, my soul is a mess.
I cry, I scream, come back, come back-
A kiss a touch I deserve that much.
My heart is on fire, emotions turned black,
Your heart's in my clutch.
I meant no harm, I just Love You to Death.

Little Lost Lilly Pad

He trusts me with His Life-
Lyrics of pain floating though air.
Yet distrusts My truths, denies my strife-
With a skillet He cuts, couldn't find a knife.
Tea Parties and song-
Dancing to memories,far long gone.
Then in rhyme He beats, You don't belong,
With loyalty and love my heart wails on.
Demons come and Demons Go-
Demons shake and make your soul quake.
But there was one there, not down below.
Stories of woe, repeated for His sake.
Honesty,loyalty, and insanity roll-
I beg and plead hear my word and be told.
His mind is closed, and I don't have the toll.
What was will never be, friends of old.
Sad hearts of empathy-
I hold on like a lost mother.
You hold no sympathy,
Not for sister nor brother.
Time is quiet now-
The calm allowed in.
I nod my head and bow,
Lord, heal me as my love grows thin.
I worry now-
as I worried then.
Your life is what matters,
Who's cared and How.

C.C. Rocker
DAM

Waiting for Shit

With Red Lips.
She Sits.
She Waits. 
Other Women Compromise.
She Never Hesitates.
Why Settles For Less.
She Closes Her Eyes.
They Come.
They Go.
They Never Stay.
She'd Push Them Away.

Her Tainted Heart.

Her Personal Ghetto.

Won't Be Treated As Shit.
A Mangled Mess.
A Tortured Soul.
Oh Fuck Her For Sure.
 Just Don't Commit.
Sweaty And Limp.
Success And Goal.
No Excuse Needed.
She's Memorized It.
Now Her Hair Is A Mess.
Clothes In A  Pile.
Horror In The Mirror. 
Seed On Her Skin.
Everything's Much Clearer.
See's Herself Smile.
Eyes Of Grotesque Insanity.
They Will Never Win.
For The Love Of Humanity.