10 years ago...
she left me ,
without a note
without a good bye
for my sake
I'm sure...
ur a woman
she said...
many times
u should love a man
i can't
i said
i don't know how
there is no
happy ending here
only confusion
and she is gone
i look in the mirror
i'm a boy
i'm a boy
and I
don't know
why.
she left me...
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Wednesday, May 21, 2014
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Thursday, May 15, 2014
goddess Moon
goddess moon
shivering naked
streetcorner madonna
in dark cresent
nights of
winddriven
ridge peaks
her icey despair
peers sadly down
on lonelyman
old and forgotten
as he remembers,
tan pony tailed
tank top
peddle pusher delight...
his shirt stilltucked
neatly into
smartphoned belt
of obedience
his proud steps
mere seconds
from a grave of forgotten
memories
lost chances
and
broken moments
shivering naked
streetcorner madonna
in dark cresent
nights of
winddriven
ridge peaks
her icey despair
peers sadly down
on lonelyman
old and forgotten
as he remembers,
tan pony tailed
tank top
peddle pusher delight...
his shirt stilltucked
neatly into
smartphoned belt
of obedience
his proud steps
mere seconds
from a grave of forgotten
memories
lost chances
and
broken moments
Saturday, May 3, 2014
poet stripper
I
poet stripper
imbecile whore
await your torture
layer by layer
each in its time
endured
and still
i exist
despite your foolish
dreams of
white picket normalcy
deceptive gaze
conceals ur
white hot hate.
hidden within
every possession
u think u have
lies the
seeds of freedom...
my sins
pale to your
button down
country club
porn driven hatred
for yourself
and everything
u do...
everything
u want...
shall later be lost.
i lie awake
in the bright
darkness of night
and sleep in
the heat
of the desert sun
my sadness feeds
off the
loneliness of
a sea of tears
an ocean of loss
a people
in morning
and yet
my sins
like the weight of
stone
drag me ever down to u...
poet stripper
imbecile whore
await your torture
layer by layer
each in its time
endured
and still
i exist
despite your foolish
dreams of
white picket normalcy
deceptive gaze
conceals ur
white hot hate.
hidden within
every possession
u think u have
lies the
seeds of freedom...
my sins
pale to your
button down
country club
porn driven hatred
for yourself
and everything
u do...
everything
u want...
shall later be lost.
i lie awake
in the bright
darkness of night
and sleep in
the heat
of the desert sun
my sadness feeds
off the
loneliness of
a sea of tears
an ocean of loss
a people
in morning
and yet
my sins
like the weight of
stone
drag me ever down to u...
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