Ordinary life
Sleepwalking born a ghost
Flickering faces may strike, but don't burn down
Razors in my throat
Stars don't shine
Cover me just for the night

Johnnie was not much of a talker in fact at times not much of a walker

He seldom caused humor, but he has brought death

Dressing in scarlet and Tuscan sun colors

So neat and straightforward or so I thought

Underneath it all was a facade

Removing my clothes and stealing a kiss

I knew the risks, but yet, I allowed myself to taste

I yearn to swallow the amber nectar's spice

Tattered fabric woven into your voice
Soft and refined,curled in the night
Unfolding the yarn, knitting into you
As dewdrops sculpt, a deep silence occurs
Etched and whirled, hazy and unknown
Bones  unfurl in the wind
Lacerated with shame etched into your skin
Stains echo across your *******
Indignation embroidered deeply within

The spinning of eyelids, fractures sleep
As the canvas of a caged masterpiece, drifts into the wind
Slivers in the pockets of illusions, tormenting core of winters seed
Footsteps knot the strings of kaleidoscopes
Reincarnating the heartaches of before
Silhouettes of moon stones jumbled on the wings of space
Galaxies of meteorites entering the atmosphere interlocking fate

My mind holds me at bay  
Crawling off this planet
I can't see in the dark
I will still love you as a ghost

Linger and embrace as I bleed champagne
Slowly broken haunting this place
The desires recall the poison
We gulped the liquid *** when one night was never enough
The salt of your skin on my tongue
Sweet words that caused morning tears
I yearn waiting for your return
As the lonely wind rustles I try and wander free
Its moist beneath my hips
Between her spirit I know you have to return
I quietly follow your soul as you go out the door

Just a shoelace waitress on a strangers speculation
Midnight insects squatting in desperation
Morphine gasoline on a pinwheel of fixation
Shame is placed under every table
Still starving for attention

Stains of the drifting stars
A burrow of flesh
As my funeral fingers exhale ashes
Jumping that mortal rope
As my flaws twist and burn
Silhouettes erupt
I see a window of clouds
The simple shape of fear
Spiraling in the smoke
I see my own demise

The heart of America
Beatings and rapes and so much more all on the morning news
A man addicted with ****, yet refuses to look at his wife  
A world of fallen grace
A dispirited mind chasing drugs, not to feel
Speaking does not seem to be the way
Nobody listens anyway
Lack of mental health support
Loss of empathy for your fellow man
Little girls as young as five,   dressed up like they are 25
Men and women who served to keep us free, neglected and disrespected.
Men beating, or killing there wives
Why do women and young girls feel forced to be thin?
There are more critical issues than weight
Promises being broken by our own president
Losing health care plans and some paying even more
The cost of government regulations, growing ever higher
As we become more connected, we grow more disconnected
In our electronic age our relationships we disengage

My weak voice visited me today
It took me by surprise, it had been so long
You pull me to your trousers
Your sprouting and squirming
Firm and aggressive
Bucking your hips ,mouth ******* me
You tighten your grip on my neck
As you smolder my visceral, it will never be admissible

Bracing myself against the bar I ordered another double Jack and coke
I crushed out a cigarette and crave yet another drink
Passing the time, as my plane has been delayed
There are few empty chairs as I survey the bar
Newspaper readers, and men in dress blues

A yellow sheath dress that defines the arch of her neck
Corkscrews curls of toffee brown hair disembarking down her back
Seductive curvaceous figure that floods my mind
This  face of porcelain, endangered my bones
I pull in a lungful of her air, musing the taste
Eyes that swam with storms of gray
  
Filling an empty chair at the bar
I observe this familiar stranger in the mirror
Becoming  aware of my heavy lidded crinkled eyes
I see a depiction of what I think may be me
Weather beaten skin, yet, I do recall those raven eyes
Running my fingers through my steel gray hair, that has stayed generous after all these years
I ordered her a drink and we begin to chat
Her manicured fingers unintentionally reach out and touched mine
She played with her hair and tugged at her ear
I wanted to dive into her core
Glossy lips and a slight gap between her teeth
She was hypnotizing
Her laugh was sensual with a throaty flow
Words were not spoken after that

We get a room, without an exchange of words
Ablaze with spilled arousal
Floating my fingertips across her luminescent chin
Sweeping my tongue on her lips, claiming our mouths as one
Easing and tracing her milky neck
Removing that yellow sheath dress
As her fleshy peaks became firm, I feasted
Working down her voluptuous form
At the mouth of her arousal
I circle and explore, her scent is addictive
Creamy and soft inside the majestic valley
As I lap and savor she gasps for air
Whimpering as I gratify
Raising  her hips every time I engorged on her spot

Clenching my jaw as my velvety shaft is explored
Her lips and tongue trail up and down
Caressing the underside and flicking the tip
As she dips the whole length, into her heated mouth

Frantically we're suddenly grasping onto one another
As you enter my womanhood I rise and sink
Whimpers escape through clenched teeth
You clutch my hair and I feel your whole length

We are unheeled lovers with dust on our hearts
I rise and sink as your fingertips **** my mind
As  you sprout inside of me,I hope you did not spill any love
Instilling your secrets and dreams  

Our flesh stamped together
Landmine of bruises where lovers have hands of stones
Seduction flares in the stomach of old lovers
You spasm and tremble making up for the lonely nights

Pink champagne on ice
Fifty dollar room
Licking scars
Living Life

A widow's vine with wool lips and arrow teeth
A stranger to whom, I no longer  know
You once loved literature and putting words to print
Now I'm stifling unconsciously, in silence painting our home with strain

I'm running
I'm running
To nowhere
But everywhere
Hear that sound?
It is me consuming your scars
This will be the last day you under nourish my love
Why do I have to be tied to your heart?
I want to sever the ropes
Of you and I
You have contaminated me
I yearn to ****** your brain
You malnourished and disassembled
Who I use to be

Plunging to the ground
Floating no device
Speaking without sound's

Antique brain and, willow trees fenced inside my mind
Wearing my conscience like a cinder block around my neck
Speaking eloquently from a smashed mouth
Wandering through life's hallway, burning out the night

As winter secures the fabric of my convictions
The rope of  misdeeds is my crucifixion

Eyelids of contusions smudged with bones
Winter waves grip my stripped wrists
A graceless waltz, stumbling, flailing
Strings of a marionette, gnawed by unbending stars
Trapeze walking through dizzying hills


Graffiti on my heart disfigures
Unyielding, plunging knives into memories
My hearts compass spins wildly
No direction, blindly traipsing in circles
Gazing through windowpanes of steel

I'm out of time
To feeble to climb
The words of others
Ring into my ears
Do not be frightened
Your at peace here

Tonight I'm just a girl
A girl that nobody knows
I can be me
I can be free
Nobody to blame
I don't have to refrain
My tongue will drip with words that you don't approve of
My dress will be to tight and expose what is not right
I will see myself through my eyes
My walk will be refined
I will if I want sip red wine
You will not tell me that it is unkind
I will celebrate like its a holiday
Be silly and dance and have fun
To bad you won't be here to destroy my time
I'm just a girl

Come here
Come here often?
Sometimes whiskey on your breathe
The damage you have done can't be fixed
Come here often black and blue?
Remember all the moments
The ones I was scared to tell you
Broken hearts don't mean a thing
It's when my blue eyes are blackened from you
Angry so much
Destroys our life
A bottle at your mouth don't make it right
The next morning things are not what they seem
Its easy to place the blame on me
The pills that mess up your head
Go see your shrink I think your unstable
Why do you push me so?
Go ahead and leave if not I will
The gunshots that rang so loud in my head
That's the moment I should of ran
Instead I stay and play the games
Fixing up something so broken
What was wrong with me?
Nothing anymore
Freedom is in my soul
Heals all my wounds
As I let it all go
No more broken furniture or broken things
I was giving the strength to grow the wings
As I fly into a world I never knew
It surprises me what has happened to you

Your hair catches the clouds, floating shadows of youth
Skin drenched  with beauty, lullabies and raindrops
You're a night swimmer in the sea
A daughter of a poet, with a  morning tongue
As your ribs split into shreds,  shaping the rust along your chest
Your fingertips touch the stars, erasing the nightmares of your scars

Abandoned admiration calloused with despair
A bottomless compass that leads nowhere
Impotent illusions that curse the starless storm
A revengeful wind swells undersea
Tracing underneath the sunlight

Beyond the aches of fingers
With handfuls of garden walls
Fragility that huddles impatiently
As the ivory magnolias flicker in the decay
Stains of the stagnant obscenities
As the nest of bones grieve
Crawling distances daring the dark
Outside the landmarks
We sneak into the tunnels
As a sheath of pungent amniotic poetry is found
Shattering as the sorrows erode
The appalling cracks stretching my skin
Theatrical anorexic anchors that pierce my flesh
With abandoned ******* and stinging hurt
The nakedness shrieks
With  an intolerable shame
If I descend much deeper I will burst
I'll float through the cemetery because I'm already dead
The delirium has me caged

Lovers come to taste me
I couldn't let him go  
Naive bruises that I caused
Laying my head down to sleep
I feel my skin breaking
Could we still make love?
I questioned this inside my head
Like an wounded  bird I lay still
I wanted it to all be true
A change for me and you
Reading the newspaper over coffee
When a difference of opinion was just simply that  
You wanted me to love you
It was simple then
No control you left me safely in the nest

I'm just a grain of sand
That will never be found
A voice that screams and is not heard

What if I didn’t take that picture and never got that chance?
What if I failed to say I love you as I reached for my death?
If I gathered my hope and handed it to you would it mean anything?
If I were sick would you help me?
Be the one to lead me when I’m blind
The sorrow that controls me do you understand?
What if all I spoke was careless silly lies?
If you leave I should understand
But inside my head I’ll always ask why

I'm on the edge
I'm tired
I'll grow wings and go
Blue lips and cold hands don't faze me anymore

Hollow eyed, brittle winged
My affliction is my ritual
Loops of stars interlock, colliding with my nightmares
Although I lie awake

The freight train puts me to sleep
As hollow hands with closed fists fight
Lights cutting the sky
Sleepwalking through life
Poetry is my birthmark
My heart on my sleeve
Wrapped in flames in the distant city
Gypsy whiskey etching freckles across your face
Shadows grasping at my faith, stealing my breath away
Whispering screams settling me in

I'm a guest in my own mind
Swallowing spoonfuls of fire
The devil found a room for me to rent
As my fetishes landed me in court

Painting my toenails, eating lid poppers
A school bus overdose
I'm collecting my senses
Hungry, bee stings, ferris wheel, red shirt, lips, pale, homeroom
I've climbed the fences
Ambulance, weak, tired
Tube, throat, charcoal
Parents, psychiatrist, abuse, eating disorder
Floated medicatons seeping into my body
Home, ***, drugs, abuse, lonely
Thank you Bobby

Living  a life that is of no use
I didn’t learn a lesson for everyone to know
I can’t  bury secrets and just pretend
I’m  a picture without the frame
Water that don’t flow
I shall be here with my pain

What is good morning even mean
When you never sleep?

My portrait so fine
Teeth made of veins and apple cores
Reeking of steel

Kaleidoscope twirls clutters my brain
Embers of carnality  enslaved
Your name dictates my tounge striking shame
Leaving your fountain ink
With a warriors thirst  ,stumbling upon oceans of bones
Mountains of heartbeats and moon dust
Horizons of haunted *******, burning hair with  withered flesh

I'm a special girl
You promised not to hurt
As the carpet becomes a wave
My stuffed animals kept me afloat
As I force my eyes shut
Pretending to be anywhere else but here
Counting the thrusts so I know how much longer
Hiding in a box under the blanket of shame  
Questing if the lord will still receive me

I struggle to steady my body
As I trace my wife’s hands  
I have become some clumsy over these fifty years
Not the man I use to be
When we were young at heart and danced and played
I held you everyday
I would watch you sleep
Never wanted you to slip away
Through the years we became friends
Your beautiful soul that astounded  me so
We told our children stories full of our youth
Lived life to the fullest
Taught  each other  not to hurt
As I stand here today
With our  children at my side
I weep and feel as though I died
Hands are embracing me everywhere I turn
But its your hands that I want to softly feel again
Will I see you soon or is this goodbye?
Can we make love next to the moon ?
Or will I see a corpse that is nothing but bones
When I dance with you will it be dust?
Do you have eyes that can see ?
Could you imagine the flowers and the trees?
What about our children can you  see them from afar ?
Would I look through you or would  you know ?
I might as well be just  remains because nothing is the same
I will drift around and drink your dust

Floating across the invisible winds
The river is delicate and sound
Unhinge the hunger of my desire
This tragic pattern has to vacate
I glance at your face
Furrowed lines of pain
I traced that face with fingers of grace
Your eyes are my voice
The sheltered layers
Unstringing me one knot at a time
Feeling exposed yet reborn
I thirst for you as a fire burns
Floating trying to simplify
This delicate thread