this is her
only experience of
                          sun light
though my expectations hide
                          her beauty
she only smiles on my desires
       This is the only sunlight
that allows me to
appraise her
I must be
            loaded
to see her an Angelica in
a sable top draped over
loose shoulders,
         the muscular
suspension of a
                 neck tied
to a vulnerable chest
a flashing
     smile, quick
     as the jocular
rhythm
               of her hair
and the flash
        of her wrist
I must be
       drunk to see
       her
and drugged
         to enjoy a rhythm
but the moment she turns from me
      chokes me

I miss her. That is all I have to say.
A single picture is all that I hold.
The night is not night, and the day not day.
When the story is left to be untold.
I silently beg for a second chance,
back into the lost and beautiful past.
My maladroit feet have halted the dance
and it has hampered the length it shall last.
Shakespearean Sonnet, a structured set,
for all the chaos that entices me.
The impending Omega sure will let
the cold winter tides return from the sea.
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Or shall I let thy anger push away?

Imagine a fearless world of good intentions.
Does it look delicious or taste sweet?
Is there perfume in the air?
Have we reached heaven yet?

Accept a fearful world of bad intentions.
Does it look repulsive or taste salty?
Is there pollution in the air?
Have we reached hell yet?

Life gives my stomach knots
Dread conquers my thoughts
I am weak, for I can take it no longer
As life goes on, it gets wronger and wronger

I look to the pills; I look to the bottle
They are kind and act as my throttle
Uppers and downers
My friendly encounters

People: my enemies
Hates and jealousies
They are all better than I could ever be
They have more than I could ever see

So what will I take today?
What will make these thoughts go away?
But they'll be back, just  like a pest
What I need is eternal rest

Two dead fishes swimming in
This sea of ******* I’m gonna drown in;
Four Latin and one Chinese are
Playing songs that I wish I've heard.
But the tinted lights are whispering
“Stop”.
You tell yourself
All you need is another shot

Three words don’t form no sentence,
One look don’t lock no eyes. Twenty hours of
Talking don't unmask your disguise
Legs are numb hands shaken hollowed heart.
But the drunken brain is signaling
“Go”
There he dives
Not aware that the pool is dry

Nothing can change what happened
Lame jokes had been told. Blasphemous insults
That you could no longer withhold.
Erase your face your grace your ****** gaze
From the chamber that is screaming "Please
No".
After all, I
Guess they are all I'd ever know.

You’re wandering in my tomorrow,
I’m sleeping in your yesterday.
I was always far behind you,
Because you would never stay.

All that I had I brought,
   Little enough I know;
A poor rhyme roughly wrought,
   A rose to match thy snow:
All that I had I brought.

Little enough I sought:
   But a word compassionate,
A passing glance, or thought,
   For me outside the gate:
Little enough I sought.

Little enough I found:
   All that you had, perchance!
With the dead leaves on the ground,
   I dance the devil's dance.
All that you had I found.