Your glistening eyes surprised by
fear's demise... You're ready to engage
your body, I must lay you and enter but
not yet... First I make you wet, kissing
you from lip to belly. Your nipples get
hard and your heart starts beating heavy.
You are getting hot, I am stroking you
around your ilium crest, the juices start
gushing and alive is the zest, I pin my
finger on your venus. Move it in and
out, in and out. You breathe tenderly,
musical rhythms... And finally I enter and our bodies are one dither.
Tonight she approached him without invitation
felt as an awkward necessity
as she longed for her lovers affection
and for him to embrace her femininity.
Once again he disengaged her advances
and made a mockery of her voluptuous lines
He left her eyes filled with a thousand tears
enough to nourish her gardens vines.
She was sensuous and far too sentimental
maybe a bit
She was one thing that was most certain
Regretful of the day
I dream in...
past hopes and future mistakes,
religious reveries and gilded heartaches.
I wake in...
a time I forgot and never learned
with muscles aching for what was yearned.
I shower in...
mana dropped from heaven
filled with visions, unleavened.
I clothe myself in...
fabrics of noir dyed in mystery
of what there is or what one might see.
I inspect myself in...
hopes of finding the hidden child
or seeing the old man going wild.
I meditate in...
the stillness between the sounds
feeling the earth and Her mounds.
I gather myself in...
the long journey to marbled halls
to bathe in the waters of Conceptus Falls.
I walk on in...
silent bliss amongst the cacophony
as my mind turns inward to utter sympathy.
I return in...
defiance of my captured soul
as it strains to escape from this tethered Shoal.
And close my eyes, once more, in...
tandem with the beats of this heart
as it slows itself into a peaceful restart.
What is she and where did she come from?
She's an extraordinary terrestrial.
A girl from out of my space
but belongs so natural.
The stars in that beautiful night sky
Why are they so familiar?
Why is it when I see here eyes
That Gemini is still there?
I want to be part of her astronomy
Study my heart racing at comet speed
To her love that's worth a fortune like astrology
I've discovered a celestial body.
To all of you who think books are boring
Think again maybe your looks are boring!
Thats why you’re so dumb because you don’t read
You are probably busy smoking weed
Okay maybe I was joking about the weed part but people get a life go to the library or something and exercise your eyes!
Reading is good so give it a try
By the way the second last line was a lie!
We had recovering drug addicts come in
Talking to us with their sunken
And sweaty palms
You could tell they were nervous by the
Way they carried themselves
Cinder blocks and
Broken piano parts
And their pasts
All clinging to them,
For life support
They talked about how easy
It was to let gravity eat you alive
As you are falling into a black pit
You can’t stop the falling
Their wings were bound to
Pseudo lovers who
Gave them bruised arms
And blue fingers.
If you are lucky enough to
Escape the clenched hands of
The rest of your life will
Be a walking tightrope act
One slip and you are falling
Harder than before.
And your family, friends,
Everyone you have ever known is
In the audience watching you
Fall into your premature grave
And there is nothing they can do
But tell you to fly
But you cant
Because you just love your
Mistress too much
To ever let her go.
And they warned us about
How hard it might be to say no
To not let the circus come into
Town, but if you do
Only you can pack up the
Someone asked them if they
Believe drugs should be legalized
And he responded with
If I walk into a gas station
And see drugs for sale I will
Not be able to hold myself
But I also do not want a government
Establishment to tell me what I can
And cannot ingest into my body,
So I don’t know.
Newton’s First Law of Motion
States that something will keep moving
Unless some force acts upon it.
And once you start drugs
Or skipping meals
it will progressively
Worsen in time.
Festering in bloodstreams
Until you decide to stop it.
Crime and Punishment
into the bedside cabinet
of the cheap
the greasy sink
you walked out
on the street
the Parisian air
smelling the perfume
of the restaurants
on the side walks
seeing the sights
drinking the wines
and that fish
with eyes still there
putting you off
you tried to get out
of the cheap cafe
but paid for the meal
you couldn’t eat
the fish eye
gazing up at you
and the Left Bank
and you taking in
the sights and lights
and those whores
sitting in windows
to have wrapped
but not take home
or the sexy films
went to see
in those cinemas
you just walked by
or the Eiffel Tower day
right to the top
the view splendid
the sight historical
or those rides
on the Metro
riding the wrong carriages
for the train inspector
pretending to be Aussies
giving it the yak
in your hotel room
the Russian world
of murder and deceit
and being followed
by the detective
onto he Parisian street
from the open window
of your room
gazing at street corners
that French girl
in the cafe
who served you
with bright eyes
black and white dress
and white apron
the fine long legs
and wiggling behind
recalling the old priest
who once said
too much sex
will make you blind.
- you will be the girl i spoke to
once on a train, about the weather
and i'll laugh how you used a newspaper
to protect your hair from the rain
as perfect as it was, i rolled my eyes
to heaven, and you smiled and i wondered
where my new found confidence had come from
thank you corona extra
2. you will be the girl i make coffee
for in the morning, and we will visit
your parents every second sunday
and grow up together and watch
saturday night live and
somewhere in the middle one
will hurt the other and we will fail
but we will try over and over
3. you will be the girl - you won't be anything to me
just something to hold on to
making brief appearances in my mind
when i am drunk and won't
go home alone, but i won't make
you coffee in the morning
4. you will be the girl i love
every waking second, the one
that i hurt the most until someone
came to their senses, you will be the
heart shaped bruise that i wake up to every morning
you will be the reason why i only have four numbers.
Sun coming up with my head over the lake
Breathing cold air in as last night fades
Split tales flip against blue sky
Trees of green shadow my eyes
My mind's troubles
ripple far from the shore
and I – hurt no more
She rambles on her guitar
Feet toes barely touching the water
Sounds and light flicker in space
She sings songs of “finding peace”
And my mind's trouble
ripples far from the shore
I - hurt no more
Couple of beers, shooting pool at the bar
Drinking with friends who don’t know who you are
Outside the night air is driftin’ off of the lake
Easy now to smell the coming of change
My mind's troubles
ripple far from the shore
and I - Hurt no More
Hear the waves crashing on the sand
my heart skips a beat when he grabs my hand.
Listen to you breathe lying next to me
Curled up close I begin to dream
[she even added the line at the end "Hear the waves crashing on the sand, My heart skips a beat when he grabs my hand"]
I stayed up all night yesterday,
And when the rain began to pour,
I began to float weightlessly, resting on the rising waters.
Forever skyward I was lifted,
Yet still remained in contact with the sea
Gazing down to watch the ghouls below.
At times, they accumulated enough energy
And clambered through the tides towards my side.
Yet the weight of their unrecognized guilt disabled them,
Again they spiraled back down like wisps of smoke.
I was prepared for my persistent pleas of mercy
But the heroic current swiftly pulled them away.
So I basked in the light, Often looking back in caution.
Meeting eager eyes, and visible minds
That jumped excitedly with plans of attack.
But the waters then deeper, absorbed their shocks,
So much that all i felt was a mere nudge.
Their impatient eyes always on me,
Rendered them blind to their inevitable failures.
It was only upon entering my mind, freely as always
Did they hear my silenced voice repeat-
better luck next time, better luck tomorrow.