I passed a mirror
not long ago.
It did not rouse the feelings
I had hoped to bestow
I caught a glimpse of myself
of my mother
and second mother
of my past lovers
fear filled my eyes and
I caught a glimpse of my father
and that poignant preacher
from childhood
at that, I looked upon (angry)
I saw my ruthless peers
from throughout the years
and passer by after passer by
I passed love, hope, and sadness, too
without skipping a beat
the things learned from this reflection:
Gaze.
Feel.
Repeat.
Jul 30, 2012
Jul 30, 2012 at 10:01 PM UTC
in god's nightmare
we're all peaceful,
happy, loving
but worship ourselves
Perhaps
without the devil's work
god would be forgotten
Jul 30, 2012
Jul 30, 2012 at 9:58 PM UTC
Your language
makes my neurons glow.
Cut off my scalp
and light up the room
(if it amuses you).
Jul 30, 2012
Jul 30, 2012 at 9:57 PM UTC
Passion
love;
foolish emotions.
Yet
hope lingers
Jul 30, 2012
Jul 30, 2012 at 9:56 PM UTC
Your aqua-encrusted diamond eyes
ignite the child-like thrill
of standing close to the edge
peeking down the abyss
afraid of reality
afraid of falling
afraid of making a move
seized in fear
I can only stand so close
no one knows what happens
when you slip and fall
no one has survived it
Jul 30, 2012
Jul 30, 2012 at 9:56 PM UTC
still tasting nicotine
(nothing like the stench
of addiction on the breath)
--nature's aphrodisiac
I writhe in the madness
of pleasure
of conjoining pain
from an unknown source
(known
yet pushed aside)
the breath in my ear
sends pangs
throughout the joints
while the pants
equal mine
now.
I understand.
completely.
Jul 30, 2012
Jul 30, 2012 at 9:53 PM UTC
You are
words never spoken
truths always held close to the mouth
You are
things left untouched
regrets
You are
independent
funny how we
have something in common
Jul 30, 2012
Jul 30, 2012 at 9:50 PM UTC