sitting in an ivory tower.
high above any contact.
eating a loaf of bread.
with a pretty dress on.
waiting to be rescued.
or maybe just thought about.
desiring to spin wool.
reading a book on the Warsaw ghetto.
growing fat.
Sep 4, 2010
Sep 4, 2010 at 11:30 PM UTC
fleet foot of mine
lay claim to no one
not even my own.
chains wrapped
around my own
curious trials
Sep 4, 2010
Sep 4, 2010 at 11:24 PM UTC
While every drowns me out
you turn me up
listening to all of my personalities
pretty sirens don't take your attention off of me
people in love are suppose to meet half way
little did they know, we were in each other all along.
Jul 30, 2010
Jul 30, 2010 at 8:58 PM UTC
guard down, my veil and wall has been dropped.
not worried about my twitches, my looks or the size of my behind
a maternal hold, so familiar.
thinking past, I think better of slumber than old lovers.
when sleep and I take a rest during a sunny day.
The rest of the world was working, but we were being naughty
spending so much time together.
The afternoon a storm came, we held each other and smiled at the rain.
Jul 22, 2010
Jul 22, 2010 at 10:32 PM UTC
" I want to die." I said. Like I always say, every few months.
He took it in stride, didn't say anything, but let his body glide next to mine.
I thought of regular ways to end these endless days.
Hanging is such a strange thing, what glory is ending life with a single string?
Throwing myself off a balcony had some charm, but living on the first floor, would cause myself more harm then death.
Drugs and overdoses seem romantic, but I could end up a vegetable, even more tragic!
So here, I lay. Chugging away planning our wedding day.
Jul 22, 2010
Jul 22, 2010 at 9:45 PM UTC
" I want to die." I said. Like I always say, every few months.
He took it in stride, didn't say anything, but let his body glide next to mine.
I thought of violent ways to end my endless days.
Hanging is such a strange thing, besides nothing in my apartment would do this sufficiently.
Throw myself into train traffic, but why cause such a racket? Poor people having to go to work.
Drugs! Yes, drugs. Unless you do it wrong and end up in a coma with a personality of a rug.
So here, I lay. Chugging away planning our wedding day.
Jul 10, 2010
Jul 10, 2010 at 9:17 PM UTC
No one ever appointed me judge or jury.
What can one do when a friend is cutting their morals in a blaze of glory?
Stand by and let time fly?
Speak up and gives their senses a try?
The time came and I cut them away
Better off then let my mind always thinking of them astray
Alone I am now.
It's now all that bad anyhow.
Jul 3, 2010
Jul 3, 2010 at 10:52 PM UTC
catching different sorts of insects
the feeling of Earth on your bare feet
feeling like a millionaire with any coin you find
the humid wind making your hair heavy
your height being level to an adults **** for years
some sort of sugary substance attached to my cheeks
hours of boredom, which we would **** for as adults
closeness with siblings, never to be regained.
and if there were such thing as reincarnation,
would childhood summers be like this all over again?
Jun 26, 2010
Jun 26, 2010 at 10:58 PM UTC
Allow me to sigh,
the simplest release.
Ease me from those
tomorrow is right around the corner
blues.
This breath isn't a cigarette
a cup of *****
an afternoon snooze
or a roll in the hay.
No, it's just one cleansing breath
means so much to me.
Now I know how monks reach divinity.
Jun 19, 2010
Jun 19, 2010 at 9:39 PM UTC
Put down those veils you wear.
Only if you allow me,
can I help you.
You see that mountain up there?
I have climbed it
took me a while to tell you that.
been tricked by beautiful before.
we all have
balanced on those red rocks
mastered it
though you may not like to hear
having known it
felt how ugly
came down
will show you
this is my everyday.
I hold you more than you will know.
Lead me to you.
Jun 10, 2010
Jun 10, 2010 at 7:25 PM UTC