Poetry
Feelings are a beautifully tricky thing. The range of emotions a person can feel is intensive. Sometimes words can't fully grasp the depths of our souls. I write... you feel.
Sew a Smile needles and thorns are the threads enough? to cover the horns of the shadows that linger ghost that whisper cracked closet doors project deep fears in the dark you sit alone where no one cares in the silence whose really there? your voice echos far and near the wardrobe that houses my darkness bathes my light vibrant hues and tailored threads make me feel alright dressed in carcasses of shame and doubt they seem impossible to live without to live or not that's the fight are these threads enough to get you through the drought awaiting the reprieve of moist and dark clouds will the soaked garments weigh you down merciless souls dance as you drown or perhaps not perhaps in the midst of life's bile the threads are enough to sew a smile -King Fran 06.06.25
Slow Stroke milk me dry until sunrise forget the world and let the noise die can you stimulate more than what rest on thigh stroke this head of mine unlock what's inside -King Fran 01.11.25
All of You blank walls shadowed images casted tears cried for 15 days i fasted in the dark i sat to lie my feelings in a casket bleach and ammonia scrub my stained skin the sweet aroma to remove the blood of you in deep bathed waters i plunged for 10 hours i shriveled up from ceramic casted walls in my head your voice rung i held and drowned it until my breath was the only one i drove 4 blocks and made a left for 6 hours i did that on every corner a different story reflections in my mirror each turn a different horror shattered glasses to break the image of you in the warm soil i stand for 48 hours i wondered where you've been your ripped shirt on the ground next to you i sat this is your future now here you shall remain for me i have found - King Fran 09.02.2024
Our Own Pace they tell me to hate my face dark bodies, caramel bodies they want me to hate my race black is sinister but on the white lines, guns are drawn hey boy, you run, win this race i look to my brother mind wondering in blank space crying for my mother father i ask why is this the case the sheep wooled hair deep caramel and cocoa tones take your best shot, drop me in place splattered red, eyes white, and veins blue even if my blood left a trace the perfect coded formula my DNA you couldn't replicate brother, sister, mother and father take my hand we march at our own pace - King Fran 06.02.2024
A Fool for Hoping i thought you told me you'll never leave me awaiting your return, the clock spins round the buses pass by, i see clearly dawn settling in, both feet on the ground one in front of the other, far away i run a fool for hoping... i thought it was real, not nearly forgotten... neglected i sit, webs spun withering away wood chips covered in weeds, it leaves no room for fun the brisk of your ivory white, how could i forget the sounds of joy escaping your breath gazing in admiration and illusions of antecedents the waters have cleared no longer shall i fret i wade with hope of freedom from this mental asylum i know the pain is real, so my vulnerabilities i hide them - King Fran 10.07.2023
Haven i look at you tickle of the morning breeze viridescent pastures autumn's bloom and sneeze the simplicity of the air we breathe silk blues, clouds of cotton fragile life you tease aspiration stale and rotten requite, if you please thrusted folded hands on bended knee i plead - King Fran 05.18.2024
Thank You Dear when the dust settles thy lungs clear and your thirst quenched please don't fear nor anticipate for my presence won't appear i will always love you but it is me most, my dear -King Fran 09.08.2024
Vows Too Blue don't i look gorgeous whole, and pure with grace sitting here all dolled up the intricately woven floral white lace covered, hidden and draped over my face glaring at you with the cleanest of smiles in the mirror a reflection, i cant place this is not my wedding day still disguised onyx all dressed in white hmmm.. gloves of silk or lace? your choice as i recite my vows to you verbal soul ties hold my hands darling look in my sparkling eyes i pledge allegiance to the united states of... and to the republic for which it stands one nation under God indivisible with liberty and justice for all... yess... the inclusivity ancestral picked threads against my supple skin with silver interlocked gems around my wrist and neck your name engraved in my ring intricately woven floral white i check ivory colored garments am i pure, safe enough to protect or better Human enough to respect? - King Fran 06.08.2024
Fear i check for you yet, vacuity is there i wait for you eyes wide, mist fills the air far away, never to return beset with my deepest fear - King Fran 05.12.2024
Slip Away trickling down moments away bubbles crown heat underway toe dip submerge my brown up I glare i feel it all around flames spark a single candle illuminates the dark salt & eucalyptus i release not religious but for where i go is only suspicion inhale... exhale... trickling down moments away submerge my brown i slip away - King Fran 09.29.2023
Not to be a game of tag we play you rise i fall in my night you betray today maybe after all yet i'm gone by day each passing hour adrift you stay you high, i low realizations of disarray by the night a devasting blow victims you and i play life blossoms in your presence its silenced in mine with every passing hand i entertain, maybe this time yet again left damned cold fills my climb i notice again alone i stand at the moment i knew the sun and moon never to meet, shall remain blue hard to swallow not to be is our truth - King Fran 04.05.2022
Rain drip the tears against my window pane glassy and puddled eyes i just cant do this shit it's too much pain i ask what do we continue with not to say his name in vain but to devotion i cant commit away we walk in disdain ties held, to pulling we must submit insurance is the cause for refrain to know my name is to never quit in faith ill sustain to where i'm a better fit drip anguish replaced by rain - King Fran 04.06.2022
Taste. tickle down my spine the robust portfolio deeply experienced wine caramel-melanin flavored awaiting... taste divine soiled silk and cotton threads stretched, wrapped and intertwined enduring time has passed reminiscent of a crime - King Fran 05.24.2024
if you wouldn't mind unlit betwixt this puzzle you fit collapsed lunges locked hands we sweat for fun taste it i say lascivious heat serve it al-dente conclusive surprise integument grips sunset we ride until the last drip - King Fran 05.19.2024
Beating Truth deep down far below the roots beyond where the light hits lies the beating truth although buried, it lives well lit uncontaminated, pure it hides, camouflaged in sight and frantic anxious, but it rather remain secure it holds the key to its own freedom blood leaking through the door it lends a taste never enough to be fully embraced in fear of rejection the puddle dries the key remains encased yet it never dies below the roots, camouflaged in sight it awaits - King Fran 04.03.2022
A Path Occupied i took a path today the one the lies unused unused by the ones always on the run i took a breath to smell the roses growing under our feet through the concrete of our labor greetings and looks of disgust impose were that of thy neighbor pearly whites gleaming my head held high as I walked with flavor the oils and passion of my coco butter tones offend you my eyes pass over thy hater a path of brown sugar is left behind too a path that is filled with power and prayer my presence is temporary, enjoy the view like the sun in the sky, piercing through out of your glare i too shall disappear i took a path occupied occupied by the ones who are never on the run yet are always running i know this path won't remain colonized King Fran 06.02.22