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Tyler Jericho Feb 2013
Such a filthy mind I've had
I've longed to conquer
and use flesh as nothing else
Blood would surface
at the though and sight
of *****!
and they are *****!
and for that I've longed to punish them
encourage and
despise them

But since then
since I've seen my "****'s" candid smirk
and humble eyes
and soft, stimulated shutter
I need nothing but to lowly appreciate
and hold her high above me, as Queen
yet remain in mind as King
2-5-2013
Tyler Jericho Feb 2013
"Of course you do" she smiles
and so as do I smile
Happy
and trembling
with each motion of mine she breathes another obscure lyric
to a song I am unfamiliar
and never ask of or about
because, I too, just sang for her a tune
conducted by the index finger
and played with the tongue
For in these songs
words matter little
it's that resounding crescendo
that begs replay
2-5-2013
Tyler Jericho Feb 2013
On a night I feel has been well lived
met is her sweet becoming gaze
that savory ocular innocence
built to shadow her soft, fluid, longing intent
that whispers,
"I am open to you."

And so she calmly is
and with my head
full of rocks and irrelevance
I unconsciously enter
and sigh

Once, again, twice more
our love traces a metronome
So soon does it become
an inhale
exhaled
I lean into her
limbs aside
in a love extension
a vital push through tension
and the small red brook that follows
flows to fill a page
and rest a mind
2-4-2013
Tyler Jericho Jan 2013
I shouldn't waste my time,
no matter how invaluable here,
if I've nothing to say now
I will however, in months soon to come,
overflow with statements of ease,
contentment and warmth
The secondary intensity of life
will reflect, will back the primary
and in that time I might discover
which is which
1-29-2013
Tyler Jericho Jan 2013
The morning that relaxes my strained tongue and eye
is secondarily consumed by corned beef hash,
marijuana and electronics
It wanes to afternoon and night
all without the choking and doubt
that might as well have left itself in her place in bed
or in either of the two kinds of tissue
all too often left on my nightstand
by (or in the wake of) her
1-14-2013
Tyler Jericho Jan 2013
The thought came to mind
that I already know all I really need to know
to become and thereafter remain happy
but if that were truly so
the thought would never have come to mind
as the knowledge would already be in use
rendering itself obsolete and invisible
1-11-2013
Tyler Jericho Jan 2013
I have a fear of the future
and of dollars
and of living without knowing what makes me happy
because dollars are so far comfortable
yet sinful, lazy, and sad
They breed spiteful, poisoned fathers,
rebellious and emulative brothers,
impulsive, confounding sisters,
broken (though hopeful) mothers,
and boys who all too often waste their time
in an unrelenting expansion of perspective
Not only are you trapped in what you Know
you can't Forget
I am either Narcissus
or anchored in the Know
1-10-2013
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