Tuesday, September 23, 2008

"Can't Hate Fuck the Ones You Love"

Form fitted enticement with a tempting smile, big eyes, and just the way of saying
“I think I need to be thrown around. I don’t want to be treated gently”
Leaves you filled with the questions if you should just grab her now
Or maybe it is friendly flirtation
With the hinted at Taking not really thought out
I remember that I Know her from before.  
That does nothing to lessen the Lightning.
 But after, I was hit by the realization that I actually took the time 
To Question

Sunday, September 21, 2008

Bite My Own Teeth

Sad frustration. I was going to write about the beauty and beauties.
Sad hopelessness. I wished to write about the unexpected smiles.
Sad fears and tears. I want to write about betterment.
Sad fucking world. I will have to write about lies.

Thursday, September 04, 2008

More Wet Than Water?

“She crashed into my life as she wandered into my day.
Like some sin tipped bullet slamming into my head.
Dream colored eyes, Soul stealing lips.
Her light touch, casual, as she reached across my lap
Made every other woman vanish from my memory
From my heart.
I knew that I was gonna end, somehow. Soon, but happy.
And, her legs! These legs-”

The bartender didn’t really care.  
Thought the story might have got dirty
But it didn’t. Just turning simple.
He knew the Dancer the drunk was reminiscing about.
They all did, down by the Sea.

“-there was once, only once, when she let me have her.
Sort of.  
I’ll never get that scent of her, up close, out of my mind.
Pure pleasure.  
Like god mixed whiskey and pussy together.
You cant understand how that stays with you.
Ruling everyday of your life….”

This guy was almost done. The end of the story was always the same.
With them all.
A sadness and a deep need
That will never go away.
And one they will treasure for all time.
The bartender poured him one on the house.

Monday, September 01, 2008

Breeze off the Water

I see bright things in the future.
Wait. I can see A future!
I really rarely ever thought about 
What’s Over The Next Hill
Now, casually, these thoughts settle
Into my mind.
It is like looking at the ocean.
Instead of just seeing 
the majesty and the roaring power.
The truth and beauty
Now I find myself imagining
What treasures and sights
Wonders and Delights
Populate the far shores

Unseen for now.