mature man
holding his nose
to life
desires young woman
who
is indifferent to
oranges
and longs for those
days
before umbrellas

I am not of this world


My eyes are not eyes

They are Black Holes

Swallowing this universe whole


My heart is not a heart

It is a Pulsar

******* you dry


My soul is not simply a soul

It is a Nebula

Forging the birth of stars


My body is not just a body

It is a Galaxy

Holding the celestial organs of my Super Nova

I was there
When she cried

I sat there
Just holding her

When she screamed
I froze

I didn't know how to handle her unravel
I didn't know how to sew her back together

For you see
My own thread was worn

My own stitches were coming apart
From years of too-tight hugs

My button eyes coming undone
From all the pain I've seen you go through

My ratty fur matted wet from tears
You dried on my corduroy skin

I still feel it
The bite marks on the back of my head
from where you clenched your jaw so hard around my nylon flesh

You screamed into my stuffed brain so loud
you reverberated my neurons of synthetic polyester cotton mix

The best thing about being your teddy bear
Was being there for you

Making you happy when you cried
Laugh when you were down

You thought I was a Russian bear warrior,
You named my Mishka
It was coolest thing ever
You thought I was invincible

Until you grew up.

You stopped having me around as often
You grew up as I wore down

Your problems where not tears I could wipe away
My stitched smile could not spread to your face anymore
My button eyes, the ones once so polished that they gleamed,
Now dull and scratched

You threw me when you were angry
Squeezed me when you sobbed
Locked me up in closets
Hid your childish joy from sight

I guess that's the thing about being your childhood best friend.
I only lasted in your childhood

her eyes sear into me
i can almost feel myself breaking
shes breaking me
frominside
five foot menace that she is
she screams
i am drawn to her siren screech
my mind blanks
and i stand hovering above her
i feel so exposed so open
i can feel my self rotting away with every slicing word
shove daggers in my ear
and ill bleed through my eyes
i stare burning holes into my toes
you ****** up again
this is your fault
you can never do anything
right

how can someone so small
make me feel
so
much
*smaller?

liquor lipstick
***-stained fingers
nicotine fingernails
bitten to shreds

lead tongue
heavy breath
feathery heart beats
lull me to sleep

that feeling when you feel the blood slipping from your body
you are so scared to let go
but you cant hold it anymore
you release
and finally,
you are at peace

The Sun is a jealous lover
That yearns for the wandering Moon.
He give his softer light to her
And easily assumes

That she will chase him everywhere
Throughout the starry sky,
Obediently follow this linear path,
Until the day she dies.

The Moon however, loves the Earth
The gentle shady sphere,
Who pulls her close and cradles her
And whispers in her ear.

Earth and Moon are destined hearts
That dance on through the night
Until the Sun returns again
And hides the Moon from sight.

By day she fades into the Sun
And seemingly stays the path
Until the sacred night returns
And reunites them at last.