I want to see you
I want to deserve you
I want to tell you
nothing of my past
and let you be my
friend, then
maybe lover.

I want you, but
not enough to
introduce you
to my demons.

My guinea pig, flower, died.
I was six.
This was the first time
I encountered death and,
I didn't understand why he,
yes flower was a he,
was sleeping on his back
tiny legs stuck in the air.
I held the dead rodent and,
tried to force feed him carrots,
his favorite, treat.

If only we all could leave
so quietly-
Without fear of what's to
come-
If we could go through
life without knowing
that it's all temporary

My mom came in, screamed
took him away and made me
wash the death from my hands.
I wasn't sad about flower,
I only asked if he could
have carrots in heaven?

I would rather be single
on Valentines day than be
the object of your obsession

I would rather be heckled
by the critics in the comedy club
that is my love life, than
hear the venom in your voice
through the phone at 3 am

I would rather never get laid
than feel your hands creep
inside my ******* again

I would rather drink cheep *****
than taste the lies in your kisses

I would rather buy my own
flowers than smell your
scent on my favorite bra

I would rather be blind
than see what you call love

I would rather be alone
on Valentines day than
be your ****** valentine

Walls I built for my own protection
Walls that cannot fall mental, spiritual
Built by ritual
To keep you without drunken lout
Those same walls keep me locked within
A prisoner of your violent whim

Though you strike I shall not yield
My hardened spirit is my shield
When you finally **** me sweet release
My troubles cease
I shall be free
You’ll find your woes have just begun
For where I have lost you haven't won

From baby
to sitter
in sixty flat;
Ozymandais,
Try speaking to that.
But I am here,
And He?

Her smile,
And drip
On my knee:
And then,
She looks up
At me.