i spat out your name
rinsed my mouth
and silently promised
never again
sometimes i stumble
and when i trip up on an unexpected memory
i dust myself off
and walk on
life without you is a little empy
but i am learning
to fill myself up
on friends and family
and little bits and pieces of intimacy
i’m moving on
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Monday, July 12, 2010
Snippets of thoughts and pieces of me
at times i am shy
icy fingers and toes
hot tongue
broken heart
open and closed
and sometimes in between.
wrapped in lies
belonging to other people
and sadness
belonging to me
watching strangers
some i would like to know
others
i certainly would not
loud mouthed men turn me off
but occasionally stroke my ego
and my thighs if i drink too much
sometimes i think i am crazy
then i remember
so are you
and its ok
pretty songs
can make me cry in public
pretty girls
make me feel like kissing
and so do beautiful men
icy fingers and toes
hot tongue
broken heart
open and closed
and sometimes in between.
wrapped in lies
belonging to other people
and sadness
belonging to me
watching strangers
some i would like to know
others
i certainly would not
loud mouthed men turn me off
but occasionally stroke my ego
and my thighs if i drink too much
sometimes i think i am crazy
then i remember
so are you
and its ok
pretty songs
can make me cry in public
pretty girls
make me feel like kissing
and so do beautiful men
Saturday, June 26, 2010
confused
she kissed me
and watched me with big brown eyes
her small frame
climbed on top of me
her fingers danced over my ribs
then she lay her cheek
against my bare belly
and listened to me breath
she held me
and…
i think…
she felt something
and…
i think…
i was confused
and watched me with big brown eyes
her small frame
climbed on top of me
her fingers danced over my ribs
then she lay her cheek
against my bare belly
and listened to me breath
she held me
and…
i think…
she felt something
and…
i think…
i was confused
Lie
your breath smells like wine
as it pushes out lies
and i drink them all up
getting drunk on this ‘love’
i like to pretend
this is real
so i dont say a thing
i just let your hands
wander my body
with clumsy drunk fingers
and a hot tongue
burning my thighs
i live for this lie
as it pushes out lies
and i drink them all up
getting drunk on this ‘love’
i like to pretend
this is real
so i dont say a thing
i just let your hands
wander my body
with clumsy drunk fingers
and a hot tongue
burning my thighs
i live for this lie
Monday, June 14, 2010

he wove golden strands of love
through her hair
painted her naked flesh
with his tongue
drew passion
from his fingertips
and brushed them
along her full waiting lips
their eyes
danced
to tunes no one else could hear
they were covered in each other
and it was beautiful
then one day
he had to leave
he dropped pieces of himself
as he left
like breadcrumbs
for her to find him
when the time was right
but the birds
ate them up
and he disappeared
forever
through her hair
painted her naked flesh
with his tongue
drew passion
from his fingertips
and brushed them
along her full waiting lips
their eyes
danced
to tunes no one else could hear
they were covered in each other
and it was beautiful
then one day
he had to leave
he dropped pieces of himself
as he left
like breadcrumbs
for her to find him
when the time was right
but the birds
ate them up
and he disappeared
forever
How many
how many words
have i sewn together for you?
how many promises
have i laid out before you?
how many pieces of my heart
have i chipped off
and presented to you
wrapped in hope and tears?
too many
have i sewn together for you?
how many promises
have i laid out before you?
how many pieces of my heart
have i chipped off
and presented to you
wrapped in hope and tears?
too many
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Monday, June 7, 2010
inspiration

i am filled with fear
at the thought that my inspiration well
may have run itself dry
i look out upon what once was an endless ocean
to see only a trickle
making its way along the dusty path
that such a mass of water once carved in the earth
and my breath catches in my throat
i search my soul for an answer
as to why or where this once broad blue sea may have gone
and i wonder
if it will ever wash over me again
in that cool, calming, perfect way it once did
and as i sink to my knees
desperately licking at the last drops
with panic crawling up my parched throat
where once beautiful words escaped
i stop still
feeling the earth below me shudder
i look ahead
and a tidal wave of emotion hits
and off i swim again
in the calming seas of inspiration.
one night
Friday, June 4, 2010

So many faces
Pleading
Stained with sorrow
Watching others
Blinded by ignorance
Walk straight past them
In a hurry
To get
To their perfect life
No time
To stop and help
Or ask if everythings ok
So many faces
Tired
Wrapped in fear
And news paper
And a little hope
That someone will be along soon
So they can eat
Or get that next fix
Or maybe a sip of cheap wine
To wet their cracked lips
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Alcoholic

Take another mouthful
Let it sting your tongue
And burn away Any bad memory
Any unresolved pain
It is your escape
All is forgiven
And forgotten
At the end Of a bottle
A headache
And a little dehydration
Is all you will have to pay
For this salvation
That’s what you think anyway
A few months later
There you are
With your soul ripped apart
Begging With slurring words
For another dollar To stop the hurt
Your body is dying
Your mind is lost
And anyone who knew you
Has forgotten any part of who you once were
Belief
Yesterday I Cried

yesterday i cried
for you
for us
for this trapped feeling in my heart
for all the pain i see
walking the streets
for my stupidity
thinking what i felt
was more important
than anyone elses emotion
for all the stories of loss
i read
and all the stories
i never see
for so much of this world
that cries out
but never gets heard
for silent screams
and broken dreams
yesterday i cried

They loved
An aching love
Full and bleeding with passion
Her heart beat to his song
And they danced through life
To blues tipped tunes
Fighting to prove their love
To all that doubted
Until he slipped
Tripped up on reality
The sadness consumed him
And he fell
With a blood curdling scream
To the bottom of nowhere
Leaving her behind
She tried to jump too
Beating her bloody fists to the ground
But the hole that sucked him in
Was unable to be found
Despair clawed at her
With razors bought from a two dollar shop
Until she was scarred
From the inside out
I told you so’s
Ripped at her heart
And the doubters smiled with the knowledge of their victory
The End
Love
Endless hours
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