There’s a girl lying next to you with a famine in her brain
Controlling the passage all the way through to her veins
Slender and slight, tender and tight
Hustle-hustle-score-shoot
The same tracks played both your arms.
Collapsed veins and your little sister
Laid out on your foil platter
Collapse her world into the torment
See it dissolve in clear water
Boom bang!
The desperate addict was she.
Feel the pop you know she’s hit
Now she’s to the land of the nod
Clutching the poppy seed waste
When you’ve got smack, who needs god?
A world without reason, no conscience of treason
Contented to the same clouded dreams
Feed her the brown sugar; watch her forget her mother
Not a life falling apart at the seams
It’s going to keep her hanging on (or so it seems)
A 6 inch buckled belt, wrap it tight ‘round
Black leather, white marks, nothing felt
Shoot it on up, syringe full of brown
A ritual to the mind, counsel to the crown
Sink a needle in, red marks the spot
Take a deep breath, purple means you stop
Tease the blood’s arm, plunge it back down
A swirling mass gone, counsel to the crown
Jun 24, 2011
Jun 24, 2011 at 6:20 PM UTC
I have a gaping hole in my heart
From where I hung it on your hook.
It’s still ******
And wet
With flesh.
You let me be leave I could be led
Across the border, in disorder
I’d gasp, hanging from your clasp
Still keeping your heart warm from the storm.
But the days were numbered, no time for slumber
I’d count them out, front and back
So then, when summer came; so long so clear.
Realising my fear
You hid your mischief from the sun
In the closet, behind your gun
I hung, on your nook, beside a cranny
Looking for a way to end this
Neglected,
Confused,
Unnecessary.
U n u s e d
Fur coats of lies signal our demise
A Faux-pas of deceit you can never disguise
My wound may need stitches
But I’ll cut from you, the strings
To show, to you, the scar.
Mar 7, 2011
Mar 7, 2011 at 4:12 PM UTC
Egalitarianism
I’ve preached this practice
To its last final straw
Respite
I’ve hired the time
The strongest of clocks
Magnanimous
You’ve endeavoured too
It’s never true when you do
Coercive
I’ve attempted them all
The mightiest of guns
Vestibule
You never did let me enter
Probably knew I’d hide out
Vertiginous
Causation; I know it’s you
To Induce; I flail barely flickering
Transcendental
I divide you into parts
But your logic seems boundless
Perennial
I will continue to bloom
Even after your harvest.
Jan 16, 2011
Jan 16, 2011 at 3:13 PM UTC
Thin believing
I danced my deaths and dined my desires
Frightened clues
A love perhaps, strangely motionless
Idiosyncrasies
Hearts soiled the arrogance
Cascade thee
Gold army, glass clouds
I muse in vivid tapestry
One dream is and was awake
Everything frozen; exist lake
Meet woven conversation
I washed her light
My finger made lies
Textures disguise
And I perhaps love
Dec 5, 2010
Dec 5, 2010 at 3:52 PM UTC
“Hold me in your arms”
You scream at me from those powder blue eyes.
But I can’t look at you,
I’m too scared to acknowledge your obviousness
In this subtle world closing ‘round us three.
Mankind only began with Adam and Eve,
There was no Johnny.
Yet the apples, in our world, are almost ripe
And for the picking.
And it was only ever going to be Eve who’d take the first bite,
Even if Adam and Johnny both ignored what they both knew it meant,
Sending their world crashing among rolls of thunder
And daggers of lightning
Leaving just two and one out in the cold.
In spite
You could never make right, only wrong
In a world you never wanted
To leave
Life’s unsolved theorems
alone.
We all heard you on the ‘phone to your Father,
Reassuring him it’s everything’s ok,
Even if the world he gave you is not how he planned;
That everyone makes mistakes.
And maybe that’s why Eve bit into that apple,
So she could get out of this world and into another.
Or maybe it’s because even rolls of thunder and lightning are comforting,
When your holed up inside and can’t get out.
Knowing your safe from secret thoughts,
Seen only through windows of weakness.
Or maybe it should be taken for face value
And Eve only wanted the apple
Because as she said,
It was juicy and tender
And it was too hot
To turn down.
Nov 24, 2010
Nov 24, 2010 at 2:43 PM UTC
The first slow,
Scraping turn
Of metallic lid
Atop ‘f my silver-stained
Hip flask
Gives way to smell of hard liquor
And sweaty palm.
It is the most eagerly anticipated
Seven seconds of each of my twenty-four hour days.
Whiskey was cheapest today,
And always preferred.
But,
As often is the case,
The lid was harder ******* on
With shaking hand
And blood scourged cheek
Telling everyone
I missed my world.
Sep 7, 2010
Sep 7, 2010 at 6:24 PM UTC
I waited for you Tuesday,
Wednesday came.
I realised I was cold and blind,
And I began to see again.
Aug 8, 2010
Aug 8, 2010 at 7:53 PM UTC
Social smoking,
Social what?
I don’t know you,
Don’t you see?
“Can I have a cigarette?”
Can you have my cigarette?
Oblige me as you may,
You are obliged to talk to me now.
Insulated, instigated community
Kept alight by the *** at hand.
As we harm our health
We tarnish our respect.
LOLs and falls are commonplace,
You were my enemy ‘til tonight,
This faithful night,
When I gave you my cigarette.
Clouded distaste
Subtly lost
As we look
For a fickle flame.
“No I don’t have a lighter”
Don’t you know me anymore?
Usurped, ****** dry
Watch me die.
Tonight I may not be so lucent.
Aug 2, 2010
Aug 2, 2010 at 7:02 PM UTC
Him:
I can’t listen to my favourite song,
Because I shared it with you.
I don’t have a favourite film,
Because you seen it first with me.
I won’t eat enchiladas,
Because “nobody cooks ‘em like you do.”
I can’t look at my guitar,
Because you’re not here to play it to.
I never visit the beach,
Because it’s where we kissed for the first time every year.
I gave up singing too,
Because you were the only one who said I could.
I don’t use fabric softener anymore,
Because it can’t comfort me like you did.
I refuse to wear my old white shirt,
Because we both know who looked better in it...
Her:
I listen to your favourite song,
Because I don’t want to listen to anyone else.
I watch your favourite film,
Because you were so excited to show me first.
I eat enchiladas every week,
So that I might have reason to invite you to dinner.
I stop by the music store every month,
So I can be reminded of you and your guitar.
I visit the beach every year,
But the wind never quite blows the same when you’re not there.
I wish I could hear you sing to me now,
It makes you so happy when you do.
I use the same fabric softener you have,
Because it’s the smell of your arm around me.
I want to ask you for your old white shirt,
But I’m afraid that you’ll say no...
Him & Her:
I want to call you, talk to you
But I’m afraid you’ve moved on.
I don’t want to seem lost and lonely to you,
Even if it’s true.
Because I want to hold your hand again
And feel the perfect overlap
Of lines across our palms.
I want to be drawn to your eyes once more,
Locked together and speaking
All the words I can’t say.
I want to dare to touch your skin
And trace outlines
Across your back.
I want to share your smile
First thing in the morning, last thing at night
Knowing it’s because I’m there.
I want cold beers to turn warm
In the evening sun
Because I’m lost in your conversation.
But I’m too afraid to knock on your door,
When you’re around,
And find disappointment, crushing down.
Jul 21, 2010
Jul 21, 2010 at 5:04 PM UTC
I’m holding you, in my arms
But I cannot see me in your eyes.
They’re looking down, to the ground
And all the world away from me.
You take a step, two steps back
You lie, with your back to me.
You’re taking kisses and giving none,
Why do you steal away from me?
Friends and foe, show their face
When ex-lovers knock on your door.
All the while, inside your home
I’m trapped in your life ‘way from mine.
Afraid to ask, I need to say
All this heavy fear, its anchored deep.
You may tell me all, please make it quick.
My heart bleeds from beneath my knees.
Drowning us, day by day
This cancer on my mind is growing deep.
But I never wanted to give up on you
Even when you began to stray.
I’m screaming,
And cursing.
Angry,
And helpless.
Then quiet,
And sobbing.
Finding goodbye, before hello.
Jun 25, 2010
Jun 25, 2010 at 9:33 PM UTC