I wish I could sleep
Forget the hurt
The PAIN
Drown in the dark
I wish I could sleep
And forget your face
I wish I could
Close my eyes and
Sleep for a minute
Or forever
Steal my life hour after hour
And hide from this agony
I wish I could sleep
To find you in my dreams
Or even in my nightmares
I wish I could sleep
To be with you
Just once more

I just read the email you sent me. The one in
which you called me a **** and told me that my dad was right
all along.
.
.
I'm scared of tonight's nightmares.

And we did.
     I swear we did.
          I showered in your scent this morning while you
              read to me my own work telling me I was foolish to
                 write such dark poetry. That you would love only me
                                                                ­                                                                 ­        forever




And we did.
   We made love and had long dialogues
       like grown-ups. Talking about politics and
           global warming and my left big toe and your
              fantastic way of explaining what our romance
                                                         ­                                                                    means




God, we did. I could  
    ******* swear we did.
                   .but.
        My body is naked from the knees upwards
            and my imagination runs wild, even faster than
               your thrusting hips and your spanking hand and
                      ugly words. My soul is drunk tonight and I wish it
                                                                ­                                         sobered up        
                                                      ­                                                                 ­                                       *never

I wore pink today and also the brown shoes you
always make fun of.
My lashes were curled and dry for once. I thought you would
kiss me and hold me and make me feel pretty. I thought it was
going to be a
(perfect) good
day.
.
.
My pillow begs to differ

She's walking Poetry
With her skin glowing and her eyes sparkling and her weird feet
She's a girl who likes her coffee cold
Who loves grass, the green green kind
Who believes in Forever and in Far Far Away
With candy always stuck in her teeth
She's a melody in the air
Her nose is too big and her hair isn't right
She smiles for no particular reason with her crooked teeth
And throws her head back when she laughs
.
.
.
Love Hates Her

no I don't want to
talk right now
                                                             ­  I
don't want to hear
your load of crap
I ******* care less
about the fact
that you
                                                          hat­e
everything I do
these days
no I'm not going to
apoligize and
I don't feel like crying
and saying I love only    
                                                              yo­u           ...          so just leave me ******* alone, will you?

You light my cigarettes
And make me shiver
Your eyes are black
Just like my eyeliner
Just like my fishnets
Just like my heart tonight
.
.
.
You refill my glass
And your eyes are burning
Your looks burn my dress
And all the lace
Goosebumps and sweet salt
You like what you see
.
.
.
You trace my lips
And there your fingers linger
Cold are your hands
Mr. Dark Smile
Dark Alley
Mr. Inviting abandon
.
.
.
You cup my knee
And whisper in my ear
Mr. Black Sugar has
A thousand hands
A million ideas
Why would I refuse?
.
.
.
In a different world
You make me drown
In silky sweat
In a sea of skin and sticky leather
Hard candy, smoke, and clouds
Purple-red snake and lost fishnets
.
.
.
It's done
Mr. Shadow is gone
I close my dry eyes
And wait
For yet another day
And the next one who will
Light my cigarettes