in the morning
when i told you
that i want you
and needed you

i'm not sure what i meant by that

something
takes over
in the wake of
past lovers

i just want you here

meanings
and feelings
sure signs
and readings

lead my mind along the way

arms wide
heart closed off
your crooked smile
my smoker's cough

we are sure set to tragedy

i'll press on
and fret not
with blind eye
& muted thought

it's what soothes the mind, at times

there's no shame
in wanting
what's so pure
and haunting

flooding now the world around

in rose tinted
perfumed
oceans of the
blood spewed

from the people you became

when you got in your own way

i am a god
lying in my own meadow
under the sky i created
i'm monumental and
i will outlive everyone

but my mind is clouded and
full of ice-cold sheet lightning
sometimes
daydreaming about finger-banging
alone in my dingy room
i speak to walls with the lungs of the wind
my scratchy pen filling poetry books
that no one wants to read

but you said i have the type of
personality disorder that you admire
and you're just looking for someplace
to snooze and cuddle out of
reach of the witching wind

well i'm the only man left
the storm took everyone else
and i was born in a magnetic desert
at the edge of the world

all of the sudden i'm burning up fences
and breaking up labyrinth walls to
find you in a lush garden i hardly remember
under a tall willow tree
long black hair streaming across
your face and bare chest

you make something in me
leap and sing remember
i told you i have a type
and it's complete annihilation
under the wet rose of your latin kiss