Chris T

Chris T Feb 2014

It's one of those days
where you wanna get
home and fill the tub
with nice warm water,
get naked in the
dark of your bedroom,
play some Chet Baker,
dive in the water,
melting away (melt!),
open a gallon
of whatever wine
and chug it down slow,
turn the hairdryer on,
softly toss it in
your cooking *** and
let the jolt massage
take you someplace calm.

Such a nice feeling, innit?

Chris T Feb 2014

unintentional haiku (how did this happen?)

i tried doing sonnets
and failed. look what came of it.
a haiku instead.

i **** at writing sonnets so i tried writing a sonnet about writing sonnets and instead ended up with these 3 lines and whoa, unintentionally wrote a haiku instead. Woo.

Chris T Feb 2014

today is more than o.k. (and that's rare)

it's raining and thundering
hard
and
the sun is hiding
somewhere.
the roommate that's full of lard
is in slumber
and
there's no one to disturb me.
it is but me
and the rain and thunder,
with a pen and piece of paper.
it is a good day,
this, now, today.

Good? O.K. 2014

Chris T Feb 2014

Pigeons spend their time scaring me (help)

one crumb for you
and one for you.

i share this food,
the finest there is,
bought with
hard earned
hot cash,

in the hopes that y'all
stop mocking me.

you know i'm
completely
fearful of y'all
yet y'all seem
to take
advantage
of it.

parading around
and doing that funky walk
and giving me looks,
please stop.

take it!
take all the crumbs!
please just leave me
alone,
pigeons!

NOT FINISHED. 2014. I have a strange pigeon phobia. I can't explain it but I'm freaked out by em!

Chris T Jan 2014

Some nights the phone and past haunt me

I still wait for the phone to ring
so that I may hear your voice again
but I'm left with wishes only.

Some nights I'll keep it close, passing
it nervously from hand to hand for
no reason at all. It stays quiet.

Tossing and turning on the bed,
sleepless I'll stare up at the ceiling
and pretend it's a lit night sky.

I'll talk to the spot that was yours
as the illusion of comets glide
down to imaginary fields.

And though I'm alone it'll feel right,
the way nothing ever does now days,
Your shadow accompanying me.

My room will turn into those nights
you have probably forgotten,
the ones in which we shared happiness.

I wonder
If you miss
that at all.

Someone help me with a title? And I'll need to edit and make it right. 2014. I tried.

Chris T Jan 2014

i keep a shrine of you in my closet

you asked me what i was doing
and i answered 'watching tv'
but the reality is that i wasn't
sitting around 'watching tv'
(for god's sake, i don't even own one),
i was actually printing out pictures
to add to the shrine i keep of you
in my bedroom's closet.
i added some nice candles
and also recently purchased
from your brother some
***** clothes that you once wore
and your aroma lingered still on them
(also may have bought one of your baby tooth's).
tonight i'll do what i usually do
and just inhale that sweaty perfume
and admire the perfection of your face
and cry because i can't have you and pass out.
then in the morning, class,
where i'll begin planning an expansion
to my You Collection.

Haha 2014 dawg! I got mad game! OK IM NOT BEING SERIOUS ON THIS EITHER!

Chris T Jan 2014

a poem about tv dinners. it's called: a poem about tv dinners

you know those tv dinners?
the ones with the
corn
mashaed potatoes
and salisbury steak?
the meat is soaked
with
that weird brown
liquid they call
'gravy' ( though it really isn't)
and it's all very
fine and sloppy and it feels
like chewing
cardboard that's been
left under the rain.
the corn
is fresh (though it really isn't)
and the potatoes
are... edible
i suppose (though it really isn't).

yeah,
those tv dinners.
well
they keep me fed
so
i guess that's ok.

i'll have one for dinner
every night
because there's no time to cook.
salisbury steak,
the one that comes in the red box,
that's my favorite.

feast produced
(not cooked because
i'm sure they're made
in some sick scientist's lab)
for champions
(because only
a
true champion
can
digest this stuff
well)!

having one as i typed this in. mmmmmm. wish me luck digesting this stuff.