My favorite things,
lungs half filled with smoke,
windows down,
heat turned high,
the flexing muscles in your legs
as you tip-toe across the kitchen,
feelings of anticipation
for next time, the ticking of the clock
late mornings,
favorite things, touching,
the hair all over my body,
the hair all over your body,
that story i tell
over and over
of when I jumped off the balcony,
the memories
of magazine ink and coffee,
dotting i's and crossing t's,
tracing the map of scars on my belly
firsts, seconds,
beginnings and ends
the magic that surrounds us
the mystery
Mar 10, 2011
Mar 10, 2011 at 11:05 AM UTC
You are nothing but a taste in my mouth
a reflection of myself
mirrored versions of me, me, me
mirrored split personality
mysterious I, Gemini,
keep talking to myself
through the shining in your eyes,
Amber, it's no surprise
we are drawn to each other,
child twin brother,
floating through space
we are kids, chameleons
fickle in our ways
we can't be blamed
it's our nature
to see I in You,
and You in I.
Mar 10, 2011
Mar 10, 2011 at 11:04 AM UTC
tell me all yr fever dreams
tell me anything
I like to listen when you
speak
watch the shifting of
yr teeth
give me yr smile
i'd like to stay awhile
longer
soak in
the smell of yr shirt
call in sick from work
lurk, let me creep
lie awhile
let me curl in
yr body yr skin
let me curl in
yr hot fever dreams
Mar 10, 2011
Mar 10, 2011 at 11:04 AM UTC
i can't help but think
we are reaping the harvest
of our pruned limbs,
months of freezing skin,
now, with the changing seasons
we thaw and tangle together,
and yesterday, in the park,
i repeated to you
the line in the book
about the ebb and the flow,
how each painful cut into the heart
opens hollow space
to hold more joy
i have never understood life
as much as i do right now
Mar 10, 2011
Mar 10, 2011 at 11:03 AM UTC
my words fall
clumsil
y
into the small of yr back
my sentences
break
and crack
i become
lost in
yr skeleton yr skin
the sinews
that connect you
collect words
that cannot be spoken
yet
broken words soaked in sweat
trail from my pores
my skin
silently begging
to seep in
to yr most vulnerable muscles
yr bed yr sheets
i forget how to speak
i trip
over dream words
over the gentle curves
of yr spine
i'm stalling time
dying to say
lah,
lah,
lah,
i'm losing my language
in the soft of yr skin
my lack of expression
is simply
you
*******
the breath from my lungs
and filling me
with awe
"lah,
lah,
lah"
the sweetest sounds
of our own
secret language
Mar 10, 2011
Mar 10, 2011 at 11:03 AM UTC
****** all the boys
in the army
win
war is over
still a lesbian
Nov 5, 2010
Nov 5, 2010 at 7:39 AM UTC
bottled breast milk
*****
mother
I loved her
but I've grown up
sipping from my
grown up cup
brown bagged *******
warm chest
desire
desire
to sleep like a baby
to cry like a little girl
Nov 5, 2010
Nov 5, 2010 at 7:39 AM UTC
Red wire
Black wire
We're trying to love each other
Touchy loose
sparks in the fire
She's trying her best
to give her all
red magnet
black magnet
she's pushing and pulling
trying her very best
Nov 5, 2010
Nov 5, 2010 at 7:39 AM UTC
Father
threw her hair into the dumpster
It was Good Friday
The birds did not sing
Nov 5, 2010
Nov 5, 2010 at 7:38 AM UTC