Something is wrong with me,

I don't know what,

but I am different,

I feel different,

I don't feel like I fit in,

There is no place for me,

not in this society,

I am sorry,

but I am not -can not- be,

who you want me to be,

I am different,

Something is wrong with me,

I don't know what,

But something isn't right,

I am sorry,

I am not who I should be,

sorry that I don't fit in,

I can't help that something is wrong with me

I cup my two hands as one
the flesh meeting finger nails
distract me to wonder the feel
of life to rebound in flesh
to seek out new worlds
to digest the minds wandering
to know love or life a parody
from the escape of death
who am I to ponder the day away
such wonder is life the living
enough the diversity appealing
who am I what have I become
a holder of knowledge that comes
undone a thought a dreamer
a being for the one of living
to share to scream out I love
to look out the eyes
of all living creatures to be one
I seek water to add to this being
to nourish the love from within
to add tear drops to the living
oh life  live on share with me
what you will I am yours
living fulfillment of a gift
procreation  a son as I
who lives in bewilderment
of all life I lift these hands
into the beauty a survivor
tell me great Earth realm
tell me tell me more...

the deep space surrounds my heart
in age old Star crossed charts
my being lives a little
in the vastness of life we remember each other
the living knows this life being but a few million
who believe in the importance of living being
as I travel in space on my way with the Stars
how small are we  6 quarts of blood
I arrange life all the time I want to be sir real
whether love fashion poetry all words of the divine
I look in the mirror the vast Universe is me
my dreams of living coming from the divine
starts  when I am three
I have collected much information
all leading me to be superior
to death from life love success
I am some BODY and yet the spirit owns
co Hurst me oh melancholic syndrome
my nappie head between my ears
this vision shared in paradise
is the love of of a life time its all about me
for you in the wide expanse
our Universe giving us life
this is our eternity live long and prosper
a life a grain of sand washing on the beach
blowing in the wind
Earth bound love...
                                     gjmars 7/14/15

And with the first showers
Comes the kind of sadness
Which only half loved lovers
Can feel.

My hair is an untameable wave that cascades
down my back and is an even flowing river that drapes
onto my shoulder blades and biceps.

As I sit in the swivel chair waiting for the scissors to
shear off the last dead ends, I think of you.
With these ends, you'll be disappearing, too.

You haven't touched me in over two years, now.
As wisps of hair drop off onto the tile below my feet,
I can be rest assured that a new beginning has dawned.

Bruises—
an amethyst stain of merlot
spreading on white carpet.
The deep blue of the glistening Belizean sea
and the hot weight of you settled beside me.
Crimson blood and rising pain—
I scar myself because of you again.
The flat hazel of your eyes
the last time I saw you,
hollowed by suffering.  

Accusatory and pleading,
these bruises bleed fresh and tender
on the surface of my heart
as I will myself to forget you
for the last time.

If you want to believe,
all you have to do is,
find the reasons why