She wants to know me,
Whisper secrets down my throat.
But like so many before..
I don’t see her name, but,
I know everything about her.
I discern her independent thoughts
Her politely rebellious acts of defiance,
How she shops at thrift stores
Wearing old tank-tops to complement her Chanel,
Paints her nails black and her index red.
I know she says this,
but really wants that.
I know what makes her toes curl
I know what she likes
And how she likes it.
I read her like an open book,
Bold font size 45.
She wants to know me,
To explore ourselves together.
But I recognize her from afar,
So how could she ever know me…

you know how i know i won the game
after it was played
only she remained
she ate remains
now she's stained
with my blood
if she cant sleep at night
there's a reason
other men lay creep
and fright
good luck to the one whose soul desired
now that i've seen it
feel despised
when she looks me in the eyes
i cannot see
the clarity
i experience now
the battle won
i live on
and she must remain
by herself
to this day
and tomorrow
and after that

while my soul remains

she asked me if i included
all the stories
i wrote about her
in my book

no
because a girlfriend of mine
told me
that person
doesn't deserve
to read
your creative genius
you are hurt
and whoever they are
they are a ****
and they don't care

before that she ****** me
and texted me
saying i had a big ****
but to the point let's stick
as i was saying to the original chick
that it doesn't matter
because that person
(her)
doesn't care

but my words came out in silence
because she didn't even hear
what i was saying
she didn't care
there was someone in her ear
a distraction from the near
but it was meant to be
because my words to me
were taken loud and clear

A set of rules on how to break up when we break up. Might be having a good time here at this restaurant, applying your make up.

But when we leave and go, we're separate separately, a break from you and me.

But if this keeps happening, and I come home, and you meet me here, and now we're here, here's a set of rules, they're loud and clear:

No cheating and don't let me be misleading I'm not talking about the ****** pleading and the needing, if your truth is used and trust abused that is when we both lose, and no longer fused, we have to split.

Arguments and anger talk and a lack of communication, a big thick wall. That is when this is no longer a free for all, we part our ways, we're free to all.

At last. No contact. Got my stick and sack, there's no coming back.

I don't want to know or see
any of your friends
or their friends
or our friends
from when we
first began
I don't want to see them
or hear them
mention or remind
I want you out of my life

This is what I abide and believe
If that what's true
from your point of view
Then maybe this contract we don't have to do

These are the break up rules
and if you agree
it's nice to meet you
let's make plans for two

The summer nights,
Oh, the summer nights,
How different from any other
A summer night.

Clear and calm
No cloud in the sky
No obstructions
From the bright shining stars

And, oh, the stars!
All arranged in a divine plan
A blueprint for the universe
No one has quite cracked

One obstruction hangs,
Though a beautiful one,
The moon, different
But still the same

The shining sphere
Hanging in the air
Gives the night hope
That day will come again

Her hair, the fire of life,
Lips, silk brushing against your body,
Curves of an hourglass,
The beauty of a fairytale princess,
Gentle as a soft Summer breeze,
The kindness of a Saint,
Thee grace of an angel,
Childish joy,
My Love,
My Katie.

I would liken you
To a night without stars
Were it not for your eyes.
I would liken you
To a sleep without dreams
Were it not for your songs.