Scott Thomas Outlar- Three Poems

Ostracize the Ostriches

  

Jihad

as a birthright

is a cancer

in the mainframe

Meltdown

in the desert

has made its way

across the sea

Political correctness

is not a remedy

while burying heads

in the sand

This virus

wields a sword

that’ll chop them off

regardless

One Night Pass

  

She bled crimson lust

with dragon breath

when the fire came

to wash my soul

to hell and back

with a one night pass

to fever dream city

as Satan moaned

at every touch of flesh

and hiss from fangs

that poured ecstatic venom

She laughed long and hard

with eyes lit up

as the sky wept down

in bullet point rain

straight to the vein

with mercury overload

singeing the chaos

of a symphony choir

in love with the siren

that remains a liar

but still gets the meal in the end

Soft Comes the Night with Its Weeping

  

Pastel nights

bleed lust

from the burning neon sky

A cool glow

from pulsing moon

ruptures the city

A tryst enticed

dances in waves

across the Boardwalk

Top floor lights

scream heavy

for street stomp revolution

Big wig office

just laughs

the threat downstream

Swirling along

in liquid smelted

intoxication

A river sighs

and knows

this game’s the last

One more drink

with cheers

to art’s salvation

Tools that wink

and weep

their love to dry

Bio:

Scott Thomas Outlar hosts the site 17Numa.wordpress.com where links to his published poetry and fiction can be found. His chapbook "Songs of a Dissident" was recently released through Transcendent Zero Press and is available now on Amazon.