Ocean froth
Tumbles forth
Upon the sandy shore
Tails do glitter bright
Beneath the turquoise waves
Deep, deep down
A rainbow of scaly tails
Strong and powerful
Their fishy half
Propels them onward
Past the shoals
Hair streams back
And dances 'round their faces
Blue-skinned and twinkle-eyed
Their voices rise
And bring forth
A haunting melody
That gives birth to screams
The sailors yell
And fight the spell
But not for long
Eventually they succumb
And sink
Bliss upon their visages
Cold water shocks them
And clears their minds
But too late
For none can live to tell the tale
Of sirens' songs
And mermaids' tails

Come one
Come all
To this circus of thought
Through the curtains of opinion
You will see wonders of creation
These animals of personality
And tricks of illusions
Dark secrets held close
Hates long buried
Brought out from the attic
For all to see
Cleaned up and polished
Expressions of beauty
Belief and disbelief
And ugliness
And confusion and
Stress and irritation
And happiness and bliss
And everything that makes a girl
Human

I Beckon to her
Meaning to ****** her with Hope
To Tempt her with Fulfillment
I appeal to her Longing

She wants me
She wants to Let Me Out
Her resolve begins to Slip
She’s going to come to me
She’s going to Slide into my Trap

Bam! She slams the door
I can feel her on The Other Side
As she struggles to block out my Voice
I whisper to her
I Tempt her with the Hope that swells her
Heart

The light around me Flickers
And I plunge into Darkness
She holds me down Mentally
Trying to Drown out my Voice
Trying to Smother me with her pillow

“I’m never going to leave”
“You’ll never get rid of me”
I stalk her with my Words
“Listen to me,”
“Believe in me,”
“Leap of Faith,”
“It won’t hurt this time,”
“I promise.”

Solitude.
A place of my Own
To be Alone
Silence or Pounding Music
Blocking out the Outside world
Soft, damp Color on my hands
Sticky as it dries
Cool, wet paint smears
Brushing my hair back
Worn, wooden paint brush
Rough, peeling
Starting to Rust
Familiar to my hand
Gliding,
Gliding Over
Clean, white canvas
Fumes not Good
Not Bad.
The Scent of fresh
Paint. There
And Loved.

Inside I am Alone
Alone, but Never lonely
Like the mirrors of a Carnival
Distorted, I Am.
There is Angry and
There is Sad and there
Is Hyper and there is
Smart
Sometimes Angry and Sad hang out
And their complaints Create that
Pounding,
Pounding, Aching
Pulsing Pain in my Head
Behind my Eyes and in My
Heart.
Sometimes Hyper overrules the Others
And Smart sits in the Back row
Quietly Calculating the Costs
Because Smart is also Cold and Alone
Observing Life through a Window
Hyper can Chatter Away
Occasionally Forgetting how to make Proper
Words in Her
Excitement.

Pain
Pain
Pain
There is nothing else
No time for anything else
Pain
Pain
Pain
Within my pounding chest
Pieces fall
Shatter
Pain
Pain
Pain
The shells
Fragments
Embedded
Pain
Pain
Pain
Fragile like glass
Embedded in my chest
Are fragments
Digging
Deeper
Pain
Pain
Pain
The rhythmic beat
That thumps out a song
A song
Of shattered
Life
Of shattered
Love
Thump
Thump
Pain
Pain
They beat as one
As a whole
Fragmented
Together
Beat
Thump
Pain
Thump
Pain
Thump
Pain
T­he broken
Heart
In scattered pieces
Beats
Together
Thump
Thump
Pain
Pain
I endure
The beating
Of
A broken heart
Thump
Pain
Endure
Thump
Thump
Pain
Pain
Endure, endure
As one
My chest
Houses only pieces
My chest
Endures
The beating
Of A broken
Heart
Bleeding
For the one
That broke
It

I believe in Nothing.
Everyone is no one.
And No one is a someone.
Everything is Nothing.
Nothing is never Something.
I believe in Nothingness.
Because Nothing is always there.
And with Nothing I am always and never Alone.