Friday
spent between bent knees
consuming the evening sun,
whiskey,
and burning skin among the bursting bubbles

Saturday
spent behind locked doors
consuming the razor blades,
40s of *****
and the pounding and pleading of them

Sunday
blurred
once in warm arms
then on a cold floor
consuming bottle after bottle
more whiskey
and charcoal

He makes me thankful
for my sins
my **** ups that led me
straight to him
the months I bled
all suddenly seemed
so much more
in the end

You're impossible to resists
as you lick your lips
and look down at me, your prey
"it won't take long now"
you say with a laugh held back
hands quick to pounce
and reach for the ripened fruit
ready for your picking

She enjoys the confined space
and the long lonely hours
spent inhaling day old hot dog fumes
underneath flickering florescent lights;
With pen in hand and pad nearby
she scrambles to invent new lives
for strange passerby's
as they buy their coffee
and expired chocolate candy bars

Sprawled across my bathroom floor
you look to me with disdain cross your eyes
"are you truly real?"
the question has grown more frequent
with each night spent together.
I take your hand from under mine
and place limp fingers
across the pulsating breadth of my neck
"does this feel real to you?"
You smile and turn
entranced by the candles dance
and as you watch, I place *******
where your hand just left
for even I have my doubts sometimes.

Tonight as I lay rest my weary head
I look to the east, where cold blankets lie.
Alas, night fall has driven us to bed
you fled to yours, and I crawled into mine.

But tomorrow we shall not fear the stars
or moon, the darkness will be our savior.
With their calling we shan't flee to our cars
to spend nights alone, such strange behavior.

And in the morning I'll turn to the east
pull back warm sheets entangled round my love
sleeping soundly, my touch calming the beast
prodding behind his bare chest; yet above
your head I see the shadow from the sun
marking nights end and a new days begun.

Sometime in the countless hours of darkness
an 'I love you' rolled of his tired tongue
scared at first but thankful at least
I kissed each cheek
whispering back I love you more than that
more than the moon, the stars, even air
and kissed his lips gently;
There we stayed for hours,
he sighed, closed eyes
skin on bare skin
finally in tune with the universe.