In the darkness of the living room
the street light breaks through the blinds

He sleeps on the couch
A flannel blanket so small
every night is a decision
Shoulders?
Or feet?

I give him a fresh diaper
and light him a smoke

Tonight
before bed
he tells me a story
the only one I have ever heard from him
about the war

His best friend was named Mike
Mike got sick
Fever and blood in every cough

"I kept telling him everything was going to be okay"
He said
"but he kept asking me to leave him
Said to just send his wife a letter.
I never found any letter.
I wrote one later as if were him"

"I found him one morning
Cut his own throat"

My father's gone through five cigarettes by now

He lays down
covers his feet tonight

"When you're a burden to the people you love
it is okay to give up
That is what I am trying to tell you boy"

Just like that
he gave up

I am not saying my father was a good man
But in the end
I forgive him
for everything

Every day as the sun rose
the sand sparkled like broken glass and salt

The ocean saw how the sand sparkled
and collapsed on top of it
A steady hush and hiss with every attempt
No one ever wondered why the ocean sounded like that
Like a fatigued Darth Vader

The ocean was sick
The ocean felt lonely
It is hard to have a body that big
to ever feel full

One day people came to swim
They did not swim like the animals did
The animals swam naturally
No one ever notices the way their own blood
pumps inside their veins
so much that they are happy being alive

The people splashed awkward
Stood sometimes letting their toes
graze the sea floor
This made the sea happy
But the people who were not of the sea
grew tired
and started for the sand

The sea became upset that they were leaving
and created a wave so big
it pulled the people back inside of it
A crash that sounded like lung cancer
A heave skipping the heart a beat
One that begs for any kind of breath

The ocean felt the people splashing hard
Fighting for land
It felt good

Eventually
They slowed
Gave up
And drowned

The ocean was lonely again

It calmly wheezed
at the shiny sand

The dust settles on your bare back while you sleep. Sometimes tries to bond back to the skin, but in the morning you shake it again as you rise. It shimmers in the sunlight like smoke. Though patternless, it does not look lost.

When the Earth was new,
And darkness was still twinned with the deeps,
I knew you.

Time passed,
And so many years later,
We met in the flesh.
And I felt the same newness, the same dark waters-
I knew you were mine.

I knew, like the ever returning tide;
And the phases of the moon;
And the presence of all my guiding stars.
It is with such fierce certainty,
I knew you loved me.

At night,
I would hold your face between my hands,
And kiss you on the lips gently, smiling.
You would press your nose between my collar bone and the brown column neck.

I was always thankful
For your choice to press back against me.
Even then,
I knew like water
My hands could never really hold you.

Powdered sugar mountains
Snowing with sweet
Delectable dunes
Infused insects
Pureed peaks
Zesty zeolites
Caramelized clouds
and Sauteed Sunshine
These are a few of my favorite things.

there was a time when i could give two ***** less about the temperature of the bathroom floor;
when the simple things were black and white and shone with simplicity and thoughtless wisdom.

there was a time when i would draw til my eyes dried up and turned red despite the ****;
when i could still feel pain and live vividly without constantly questioning reality.

and there was a time when you got me higher than ever
when i was new to what was and how to be unique in a world of opinion-less humans.

you vile of lust,
contained liquid belligerence.
how you instigate my future regrets
in all senses of the term.

burning away boredom at best,
a touch of carelessness and freedom.
and at worst causing obsession
with my failure to pursue desire.

faux self-confidence and heightened hopes.
its just pretend time for adults.
like sliding into dreams
unconsciously without meaning

and while i try to resist
all the impulses and reactions,
it makes me feel natural
like anything can happen

'Twas midnight in the schoolroom
And every desk was shut
When suddenly from the alphabet
Was heard a loud "Tut-Tut!"

Said A to B, "I don't like C;
His manners are a lack.
For all I ever see of C
Is a semi-circular back!"

"I disagree," said D to B,
"I've never found C so.
From where I stand he seems to be
An uncompleted O."

C was vexed, "I'm much perplexed,
You criticise my shape.
I'm made like that, to help spell Cat
And Cow and Cool and Cape."

"He's right" said E; said F, "Whoopee!"
Said G, "'Ip, 'Ip, 'ooray!"
"You're dropping me," roared H to G.
"Don't do it please I pray."

"Out of my way," LL said to K.
"I'll make poor I look ILL."
To stop this stunt J stood in front,
And presto! ILL was JILL.

"U know," said V, "that W
Is twice the age of me.
For as a Roman V is five
I'm half as young as he."

X and Y yawned sleepily,
"Look at the time!" they said.
"Let's all get off to beddy byes."
They did, then "Z-z-z."

the bind of leather
the drip of wax
the snap of the whip
and the bite of chain
around my neck.

I have always yearned for this,
the one who knows just how to
control my body and
make me submit.

But you've given me just a taste.
One night where you entranced my
each and every nerve.
And ever since, We've been tame and loving,
but I long for another night like the first.

So I tempt and tease with
harmless disobedience.
Just to feel your hands at my throat
and my back ****** against the wall
With the quietest throaty whisper
a glimpse of the dark man that
I long to share this bed with again.