you may not like this,
but i'm done pleasing you.
i don't owe you anything,
when i'd already given you everything.

for years and years,
[maybe three, maybe four;
it depends on who you ask.]
i've respected your opinions and wants.

but now, when all that's left is nothing,
i refuse to do that anymore.
so i'm writing this for me,
and to hell with how it makes you feel.

[it's not meant for you to read, anyway.
and if you do, well. curiosity killed the cat.
you won't find any satisfaction here.
don't come back.]

Being less than nothing to someone
Means being more than everything.
If they have to think that hard
To hate you that much,
To have such an intense dislike
There has to be some passion there,
You don't forget the ones you hate.

I'll tell you halfheartedly, that I love you.
Sooner or later you'll understand the "No Trespassing" sign outside my door.
Look out from my window,
You're guaranteed to seek absolution,
Desperation is contagious,
Though somehow I'm immune.

if you hear me walk behind you
don't turn around

if you feel me getting closer
don't turn around

if you feel my tap
on your shoulder
don't turn around

if you do
i will fall
through the earth
to the other side
through the sky
past the twinkling lights

i will fall
through the webs
of woven dreams
and clasping hands
of fingers intertwined

i will fall
through spreading arms
and open hearts
through the earth
to the other side
through the sky

i will fall

i have a burning in my chest ...

i am a mad poet ...


words are spilling out of my pores ...

the words that don't get used and make it to paper ...
are all over the floor ...

glad to be anywhere near me ...

knowing they have come thru me and that at any time ...
they might get the call ...


i love them as my children ...
i love them as my partners ...

i love them as my allies ...


they love me ...
knowing they were born in my blood ...

remembering how long they have waited ...
for the time to be right ...


they recognize me ...
as their father and their mother ...

they ride the burning in my chest and wait for the moment ...

knowing i am a mad poet ...

She struts into the room.
Sashaying.
A sensual movement of the hips...
Tight clothes, firm but rounded muscles
half-parted lips.
The confidence is like a perfume.
Her fragrance subtle, but backed with the power in her eyes.
She sits.
Strips out of her coat.
Corset with strings,
a tattoo of wings,
sweet little sparrow...
Are you an angel?

Smooth shoulders
as she exposes her neck
while the rest of the room
stares on perplexed
like stopping to see a wreck;
As she strokes her hair,
we silently stroke her ego.
She knows she is something to see
And when we finally remember to breathe
I'm left gasping for air
with a tightness between my legs
I hadn't realized was there.

And she smiles like she knows.
She does but
Then she turns away
Continues on her way
and I'm raking my nails
through my sheets
for days.

When I think of the way we love
I spill Shakespeare like a fountain,
I spit rhymes like a rap star,
Words dance inside my chest.

Edith Piaf's lyrics hold the most acute reality
That I have to shut my eyes and sway
Translating the words is unnecessary.
The rhythm underneath holding all the meaning I need.

I can't compare thee to a summer's day;
You are most like a solid oak tree in my life...
An essential component to every season.
Adapting with a beauty all your own.

I don't only crave your mouth, your voice, your hair;
As Neruda would have you believe.
I crave your essence-
Found in the most precise way the your head twists
As you laugh...as you overthink...as you grow drowsy.
Only your eyes could reenact the look you have
When you're feeling most giddy.

Tupac Shakur and I "prayed and watched the distant stars",
And finally you appeared.
Shining so brightly I shut my eyes often,
Stunned by you.
Like a sunny day at the beach,
When you close your eyes and the sun's glow
Pushes against your eyelids; such is your love.

Pushing at the barriers
That keep my heart my own.
I want to stop the world and melt with you, forever.
I want you to know that even if you cannot hear my voice,
I'll be right beside you, dear.

Songs! Lyrics! Because if music be the food of love, PLAY ON!
And without borrowing other phrases,
I truly believe I was made for you and you for me.

No lyric I could sing,
No poem I could quote,
No metaphor I could construct,
and not even the bold truth of plain words
could EVER express how I feel for you.

But it doesn't stop me from trying.
I want to give you the luxury of taking the way I feel
about you for granted.

It will be that constant.
It will be that reliable.
It will simply be.

Tease the edge.
Carve out reasons why.
Flood the bottom with excuses not to try.
Convincingly deaf.
The solutions they tongue
are gentle reminders that you were born to be young.


Can you disengage my mouth
My drive by eclipse.
Halt a passionate war with the shape of your lips
Black out shades of grey
Catastrophic way to stay.
Draw a line without an end
or break the heart of your best friend.

I can’t help but smile when it rains

Are you burning away out there

I trace my hand across my veins

and can’t help but ask

If you’re burning away out there

Are you’re burning away for me  

Clouds crumble, they fade away

Did you make it one more day

Without diving from the ships

Just to heal your drying lips

I’ll douse my eyes in ashes if a stranger returns

The sand makes heroes disappear

Why can’t you prove yourself from here

Is it lonelier for you to roam

Or to be the one left home

I’ll douse my eyes in ashes If a stranger returns

I don’t want the moon to turn

I don’t want the sun to burn

When they glare

Are you burning away out there

Are you burning away for me