Retinagragh

Picture me,
Picturing you,
Picture a camera lens capturing you,
Would you smile?
Would you frown?
Would shy away our turn around?
Picture a canvas,
As the brush reveals images of realism,
Picture the optical eyes,
Of who is painting the picture of you!
Pictures by an array of items,
Capable of imaginative imagery,
If the past, present, and future,
Turn pictures may require sutures,
Yesterday I saw a picture of you,
Amongst the clouds of blue,
Picture me with you,
Loving life,
Missing loving you,
Picture me holding the last picture of you..........


DonaldEMcKinnon eyestoink ©1993 062115


EMS        

How can I explain the bevel?
Manufacturers steel on a pointed level,
From hole to another,
Creates scars among sisters and brothers,
Mother's leave children,
Children become parents,
Infants of addiction,
Cause of unwanted affliction,
Lost my job,
Forced to Rob,
Now I'm wanted for crimes,
I used to see on the tv I just sold,
Broke the mold,
While cooking fools gold,
Arms like a drawbridge craving to unfold,
Hungry for that packet,
That they pulled from their jacket,
Just need another $10,
To commit tourniquet skin rising sin,
I don't wanna do this no more,
Become another body on the floor,
Can someone show me light through Hells cellar floor?
Tired of the dark,
Don't want to see flames from the butanes spark,
I've seen the reaper,
Under the chemicals sleeper,
The story gets deeper,
The pen won't let me write,
These eyes are getting heavy and begin losing sight,
"Hey stay with me!"
"Your gotta breathe you gotta fight!"
"Give me the paddles,"
"Can you hear me?"
"Everybody clear............

DonaldEMcKinnon eyes2ink ©1993 5/22/15


Injection (revised)

Picture me bummin,
Begging for sumthin for nothin,
Straight frontin,
Plain game,
Not worried about shame,
Cause the street is my name,
Cookin pipes with open flames,
With a spoonful of liquid addiction,
Every time I light it, I fight it,
In a shooting gallery with no paintings!
Just unknown needle artists,
As soon as I smell the aroma,
It's all over I'm a goner,
To the island of mirage,
But, I wake up in a abandoned garage,
Burnt lips and fingertips, No chips, Worried about a sore I caught from some nasty hips, Everything in this life has lost its grip,
So my food box remains hungary and sick,
Yearning for the next packets fix,
Trying to look for a bottle to sip,
If I'd had some cheddar life would better,
Even when it rains on me nothing gets wetter,
Shopping cart for a car and surrounded cardboard walls to protect the dome,
I wish I could go home!
Tired if the dope, internal inhales of smoke, need spiritual hope, cause I can't cope, eyes seeing everything as a kaleidoscope,
Veinstream,
To arteries mainstream,
Muscles rigid and tense,
Teeth relaxed but dirty as a backyard fence,
I cry for the high,
"I can't lie!"
But I don't wanna die because of the next injection!
I'm sick of sitting in mental highs detention,
Hoping for television intervention but my unpaid cell phone can't make the needed connection,
Looking for SOS can't call 911,
Trapped in Hells darkness while paying for the holy son,
 I'm in a traffic jam everything is stop light red, How can I push life up?
What can anyone say?
When the initials in your name spell D.O.A.


 DonaldEMcKinnon eyestoink©1993 8/21/15

When the tongue moves

Need not worry,
Need not fear,
Need not tear,
From the words that ears hear,
Welcome arms open for hugs as one nears,
How it happens it is unclear,
Hearts is broken let alone badly seared,
Sticks and stones have broken bones,
And names penetrate deep,
May are deepest prayers be answered as we sleep,
And may forgiveness be a word that flows in speech,
So that hateful words we never speak,
Occasional people may fall stray,
Far away,
Hate will keep many away,
I Love You is the path for anyone to find their way home.......

DonaldEMcKinnon eyestoink ©1993 62015