Welcome Moonlight and Patrice as new contributors

May 5th, 2013

Welcome, the new writers/contributors To www.showcasematrix.com

April 14th, 2013

The days pass

deep into streams of nonchalant stares

quenching thirst

when you’re not there.

Feel my surge

of wanton joy,

don’t expect a merciful sigh

rush of flesh

through life’s sweet mesh.

Tales of succubus

of sirens scream

whence forth they dream,

mortal sin

tears tainted skin

bone

for this we own

the unholy robe.

Come my love,

prance to the gates

predestined

every males

fate

to the one

only you love

to hate.

April 14th, 2013

Scattering reflections

seal the feet in

concrete sands of time.

Stumbling forward

i collapse

into the puddle

of my crimson copper tears.

 Sliding with cloudy mists

stealing my fears

                                of years.

Supple is their grasp

pulling body in tow

to immortality

below.
Crawling on

sediment thick,

layered,

emotions on hold

a split second

love cherished

disappears

deep

into crevices

worth their weight in gold.

Never seen

they slither away,

coming back to haunt

another dark day. †††

Teardrops on my page

April 11th, 2013

Tear drops on my page. 

Never seen by others. 

Hidden from view. 

My page covered in tears. 

My eyes now empty. 

There are tear drops on my page. 

My emotion I bottled up. 

The mask I have is well made. 

Yet there are tears on my page. 

I hide my words. 

Hide my thoughts. 

Hide my pain. 

My bottle overflows. 

The pain leaks out. 

There are teardrops on my page. 

Going

April 11th, 2013

Going.
Going
Gone…

Gone from where.
From this mortal existence?
Gone from my heart?
Gone from this location?

Going
going
Gone..

Not gone from my heart.
Not gone from my memory.
Not gone from me.

Going.
Going.
Gone.
But still here.

Baby doll

April 11th, 2013

Baby doll it’s you and me trippin towns,I’m holdin you tightly by the hand, rippin down those dripping frowns, no more castles made of sand!  Platinum Plated placemats you used to roll your bud, I say kick the cows out the crib with mouths all full of cud, our eyes now locked, can’t turn away, haters numbers blocked, it’s you my world rocked to stay! My pistols packed and locked.

Yeah slay me just to resurrect a golden lions body, I’ll melt with you we belt a few to loosen up your naughty! .Now we got a groove on, big bottoms gotta drop. In the back room I put the move on, all night until we pop!

Teardrops on my page

April 11th, 2013

Tear drops on my page. 

Never seen by others. 

Hidden from view. 

My page covered in tears. 

My eyes now empty. 

There are tear drops on my page. 

My emotion I bottled up. 

The mask I have is well made. 

Yet there are tears on my page. 

I hide my words. 

Hide my thoughts. 

Hide my pain. 

My bottle overflows. 

The pain leaks out. 

There are teardrops on my page. 

My Secret Book

April 11th, 2013

My secret book.

No one else may look.

Deep inside.

To what writings I try to hide.

My black book.

Hidden in a secret nook.

Hiding my soul from the light.

The cover like my soul, black as night

My book is my secret life.

The time I escape my strife.

My look is calm and at ease.

Just so long as no one sees.

My little book.

Where no one should ever look.

Welcome Krysena

April 11th, 2013

Welcome my Dark one

Teardrops on my page

April 8th, 2013

Tear drops on my page. 

Never seen by others. 

Hidden from view. 

My page covered in tears. 

My eyes now empty. 

There are tear drops on my page. 

My emotion I bottled up. 

The mask I have is well made. 

Yet there are tears on my page. 

I hide my words. 

Hide my thoughts. 

Hide my pain. 

My bottle overflows. 

The pain leaks out. 

There are teardrops on my page.