You see me
    With pity
It lies in your eyes
Plain like a stain
  In your little white lies

     The stains that remain
On your "white collar crimes"
I've ironed over irony
   All to many times

Plain as the veins
  In the whites of your eyes
No need to explain
   I've had my own highs

You see me
    With pity
It lies in your eyes
Plain like the stain
In your little white lies

Maybe one day we will cross paths at an art gallery
and
everything
will
be
ok
again

Vibrant Vivre
Vivaciously Vibing
Vines like Vices, stalking
Slippery as Serpents
Sensuously
Engulfing
Light into Darkness
I'm Yours now to Keep
How will this ******* Bind Me or Blind Me,
or Bond Me to You?
Will it be Mutual, Consenting
Or Master to Slave?
Who is Predator
Who is Prey?
I could
Engorge
Expand
Explode
Thread shredding Vine
Into Wine Dripping Bliss
Veins seep leaking
Succulent Juice
What once was mine
Was once Stimulating You
The Other Alternative
I'd rather not Pursue
I like the Heat
Cause this Write is a
Freak...Aaaahhhh

I feel that I am in a hallway of locked doors.
In a cage with no key.
In the dark with sunglasses stuck over my eyes.
I feel that I am the only one.
That nobody will get it.
That it will always be the same.
I hope that they will get it someday.
That I will be able to see my dreams as the past.
That I can teach someone something they can use.
I think that it will get better sometime.
That I will get to where I want to be.
That I will get it someday.