Little Ms. Bleach-Jean-Jacket
With the pixie cut high boot style,
Rolls her eyes sarcastically behind
Glasses, and a flirtatious desire
And wonders if the professor
Likes what he sees
At the smallest two person table.
Reading willing and able
To **** his student raw
Although she knows this,
That’s the plan;
Academic battle strategy,
She thinks it a talent
Double-talking with her hands to ****** him.
Wrist bones whispering
“No one else here has to know”
She shyly smiles and laughs in her mind,
“Sad fool thinks some day ill go home with him”.
“Sad fool just game me that extension”
The sad fool checks an email defeated,
Ms. Bleach-Jean-Jacket has won.

Serenity my impractical refrain
What oceans I have seen could not contain you
Still from long ago
You sleep with sediment in caves of night
Aiding my excuse not to come rescue

While only you could rescue me
And iron out my body crumpled
To let us sleep with tidy sheets
Relived of grime and filth that has compiled upon my years
Believing I can live with out
A single decent peace of mind
Oppression now has swam up stream
And lurks between resembled shadows
Of the memories adhering only to your name

Oh serenity my impractical refrain
Through fault, from which I’ve been delivered
A bitter place I’ve built around my self
Know that amends are only spoken towards your name
Depleted, torn and strewn I simmer
Swept a ‘withered, for oppression now lies within

Arise a faint acknowledge towards me
If ever you wish to return
And I will tend my bed so rightly
For our sound sleep, together, healing burns

Distant I have grown
While knowing all the while to care for my world
The sounds of those around me
Rushing cars and lively streets
Have often gone unnoticed
Reducing the details of recollection and memory

From time to time the page has turned
Pouring the world right into me
Where then all things are noticed
And I am a sound on lively streets again
But only for a time

After again my distance grows
From spark to wild flame
Until the next time I am swallowed
By tsunamis in a hurricane;
To douse all fires I have lit
I must drown in the storm
For if I do I'll them be carried  
Out to sea, immersed, reborn

Sweet silence tamed the breeze
With brisk of pale scathed blue
Granulated through the air
And set my mood
These days before the autumn
Where I have learned to carry
Peddle on and set the marks
Towards all and in whom I choose to pace my care

Frayed I feel my cuffs
Right on the edge
Swaying synchronized within the breeze
And too my steps are fluid
Almost dancing on the seconds
I'm alive to swing my skip
Un-mindingly by abandon houses  
Built and raised on my life's road
This memory lane

I am a sail of seasons changing
Autumn winds a fuel cascading forward my vessel
Over known oceans of remorse
What sorrow deepest I had formed beneath the hull
Now act a platforms, open highways to the east
Of our sun rising on a woken world
In active motion to fulfill
What we know must be done
Now here to reach
What loving hands may greet you
Know me in prevail sailing on today

And when assembles evening
Just as eyes fix darker shades
Upon a world that with me swoons in pleasure
I would see a night time soon to rest me
After all has been appreciated
No single point or high
Our autumn is approaching
With life's true care
Reaching out from my truthful eyes

For all was tame and quiet,
Pin drop symphonies rang the bells of my attention
As sound seemed very absence
But in the presence of movement over known
Emitting silent ******
My seances only were aroused
When all the limbs came round the bend
To tumble over interruption
While passive in their flail
A lonely lady frail soon moved from in the dark
Lent to the tilt of my eyes a gentlemen
Then floating out of balance
So near to me in absence of the sun

Lips divided slowly
Seeping breath of the flowing pale
Such absence clustered, subtle glowing
Painted figures from shadows as she stretched the crooked hand
To ***** my collar with uneasiness
While nameless forces bloomed
To guid her fingers to my breast plate
Envy shook within her eyes
That tasted visions of a heart beat
Never pulsing in her ribs
That soon unhinged and spread around me
But in i dove before the grasp
So she would not consume my soul

My body landed in a room
That was the same as such before
I left its confines while floating
Never greeting who soon came
Around the corner, solid form
A figure with my name and face
His heart was absent

Waiting, always waiting
To extend a hand to lonely wonderers.

Along side the hills I drive
Wondering about the night before me
Where the moon will rise high
And my eyes will widen
Oh sweet diminished claim you've scooped me up again

Were my friends aware of my altercation
Behind my eyes and beneath the surface?
All the while searching for a soul to ask me
About the unexplained and my heart on days before
Swept away so long ago

A whisper quiet asked me if the few around
Could hold a knife in the name of what is right
Or dance away in disbelief
While I mop my self up and off the side walk
Curious about my breath and vision
-
I've walked this far and come along way to even consider turning back
The night has been long
But that is how it should be

The moon rose high
And my eyes were widened
Surrounded by the game
I walk away to find a pen

Breathing off beat
She woke up half asleep
And knocked a picture off the bed post
He was breathing close
And fell a little less then silent to the floor
If only she had noticed
Not been thinking 'bout the dream
He would maybe breath again
And she would keep their happiness in tact
With or with out the fact of duet heart beats
Lulling her to sleep
She feeds from loving memory
When all is said and done
He kissed their happiness good bye
And lit the morbid candle
On way down falling to the floor
She never kissed the beauty of their love
Just dreamed while rolling over
Keeping track of perfect seconds
But the time to act soon came and passed
Relaxed she knocked the picture on his head.