from catching up
times moth decay
filling
paper

cups

pin me
stitch
me
see my form

curtains under marooned

swallowin
an
other
mood

swoosh swoosh swoosh
let me hear your song
dividers
on
the
highway
tell me nothing
is
wrong


read me from the left
read me from the right
come
on
pretty baby

love me
in
the
light

broken back sorrow
wounded sparrow wings
hope lost
in
tomorrow
futures
yet
to
sing

me an lullaby

yet to sing me from this hole
pipers flute bloeing
the
wrong
direction
affection
has been
wind blown

perhaps the breeze likes sitting
on
my
lap

who
am
i
to say
as if
you are just
one thought way
?



















...
..
.

off your lips
she hissed
at me
now
am
i
an
bead
strung
around
her neck
she looks
beautiful
on me
who
am
i
cried the pearl

this one
won't
cost
her
wipe my posture
?























...
..
.

jaded jaguar jacquard
jestures juggled
jingle ing
gestures

what
an
word

your breath
snuck
up
on
me


just kidding
?



























...
..
.

me
purple

psychosis ponders osmosis

how smart are you really

i really like your face
from what we can see
you have beautiful cheek bones
i want to watch
you
read
to me

i want you to let me
sleep next to you
while
you
read
to me

take off all your clothes
let me read you naked
just let me stare
at
how
beautiful
you are
naked
to
me

you are so stunningly beautiful
you have taken my heart's breath away
now
read
to
me
please please please
?



















...
..
.

was
on
the bed
facing
an
eastern direction
explaining my
tongues
attention
exploring
her
western affection
what more could have been said
my mouth was full
in
her
head
?






















...
..
.

your understanding
let me roll my tongue
west
an
gain
your
moisture
that's my
intentions
?






















...
..
.

so
long
don't forget to put laces
on
my
last write
?























...
..
.

grow
in
you
we will
change
from
me
to
loving you

if thats really you
let me
?

























...
..
.

granted life
for this season
must we fight
he reasons
reasons
he
is
being
sculpted
this day only are we given to breathe
here take this
life from me
laughing
intent
none
was
me
i
have been
?




























...
..
.

was
me
the mirrors confession
resulting in shards
in
my
back
blood trinkles
as i walked away
remember me
cry the shards
they began to cry
very hard
oh my shards

break from me these chains
what comfort have i in thee
blind me folded from corners
what arms
of
disbelieve

songs sung through the factors
the blood
of
my
love


what is this blanket of affection
have your clothes all been laundered clean
repeat me
repeat after me
never to return
have we left
answer me
circling
them
take
me
as
i
am
this mere image
an mortal-less man
he had
an
candle

but he
could never
blow it
was
he
that dead poet
?




























...
..
.

really


from moth ***** to moth beans
bouncing off the wall
shaking dust
off
whip-cream

she went crazy stare ing
at
light bulbs
she was
our
favorite moth

she planted
moth beans
?




















...
..
.

my shore
her floats
my oars
who
guided who
questions wind blue
deeper than quick sands
sinking hues
she reached
for
my
hand
singing mermaid notes
she pulls me up and let's me sail on
her boat
?































...
..
.

with her on my mind
we woke up
in
her
mouth

she devours me
when
we
went
to sleep
?


























...
..
.

she
is
hiding

she wears
an
Spider-Man costume
in
the
closet

she has the voice
of
an
bat-man
stealing
from
robins

she cooks me their eggs
her hot-plate personality
cooks them
over
easy

she comes from the closet
shooting webs
she webbed me
to the wall
she shoves her ******
in
my
mouth


this is all
we
know
?






















...
..
.

in
her
odiousness
she prostitutes
with my thoughts
she took them
into battle
they came
back bleeding
they are die'ing
she strikes them gently
they look at me with her eyes
my words hate me now
they get stuck
in
my
throat
she is chocking me
we thought how rude she was lewd
?


























...
..
.

made me smile
now
we
must
make her pay

hey

what does odious mean anyway


uhm
we think it sounds like
uhm
something to do with over-drive

is this going to be an poem mister
wait an minute kid can't you see
we are busy

now
pick up your lolly-pop wrappers
you don't want to get slapped
by
that
*****
?

























...
..
.

her ***** was red
she was
an
grown
woman

she pounced
an
panted
like an
panther
thought she was my answer
she sharpened her nails
with an file
made
of
cancer

we blew her
the
cure

now she is able to endure

she puts me in her cage
plays with me
once
an
day


she holds me down
she makes me ready
i
am
her
clown
we are
paper
machetes


in
her
seas

i
am
anchored
she was first
to let me
spanker
?





























...
..
.

was your death
the
first
time
?
































...
..
.

was just
an
test
her mind
is deeper
than
her
flesh
?




























...
..
.

see me here
don't read me here
touch me here
get
away
from me


she wet my whistle
with
her
lips
her kisses
were french
her tongue
wrenched
we ride
collide
she
lets me
inside

here we dine
learn
me
to
dance
past my
blockers advance
?

























...
..
.

in
her
filed
of
flowers

she never picked me
back up
after
she
dropped me
?























...
..
.

what have you
nothing less

who are you
he wonders aloud
the room whispers
he has been overheard
his love was in spools
he spooked it out
what
oh
love thiefs
how dare you love
only me

what about your mother
i would never kiss her like that
how about your "father's" rose
what have you taken
me
for

ah
circumcision
of
the
mind


surely you have been blind-sided
misunderstood intentions
what does that even mean
why are you still writing me

give me an conclusion
give me nothing at all
force me in an corner
force me
not
at
all

one sided story
different
points
of
view
an push
nor an shove
less my love
?




















...
..
.

your death
mean to me
you bled
me so
dry
we
can't sing
what should
your death
mean to
me
my paint brush strokes
on
your
jealousy
what should your death mean to me
blind soldiers in an field bleed for free
pointing thief guns but they can't see
what should your death mean to me
your liquorice stick lick me dream
soaking me in through more
of
this
misery
what
should
your death mean to me
?

























...
..
.

three colours past an dream
realized she never first kissed me
lassoe me
oh
lesson
teach her
lips to me
her passion
overflowing
in
her
essence
we must
stream
waters
chant
her
as
she
panted
?




















­




...
..
.

we will be touching your moon soon
she leans over and kissed my cheek
my hands gripped on her wheels
we know she loves me past me
past the sentence we should have said
she loves me for all we could have been
she loves me for all that we will never be
least of all she love me
most of all she loves me
her lips enchant ing me
her breath began to trance me
my form broke from the clouds
here i find myself skirting the abyss
bells ring in my head
she swirls me here
she leaves me here
here
i
am
found
listen
for
me
?
























...
­..
.

to go crazy
with them
who
ever
asked you
?






















...
..
.

they read
in
silence
mandalins
violence
loved
love
me
nots


oh how silent are we
breath left to fog window screens
collapsing what we know
as
sweet
memories

good over bad
who said that
what love
has
your
silence
cherished

meet me here
below your window
we know
you can
catch
an
kiss

see mine blowing
to
you

we have orchestrated an symphony
on
each
and every kiss

listen for our lips
joining
in
cosmic bliss


close your eyes
count to three
pucker up
now
your
kissing free


he closed his eyes
his lips felt
her
heart
he heard art
?

































...
..
.

all the while you wait
past complication s implications still remain

each line i have composed
which one minus me
thrown math
tunnels

he forgot
how to read
into simplicity
harvard
un
i
versity

time me
as
you
bathe
your puddle

this poetry seeped for me
it came in through the cellar window
edges on the wall
corners
felt
in
se
cure

read me less i sayd myself
this memory you have blown
their pale perceptions
cast
on
you

has dust not been shaken
have your boots not tread paths
what choke hold have you
grips
of
hand


your touch means what to me
hands on self momentarily
head in hands
for
security


see me here
in
this
corner
approach
me for your
final kiss
my fist
or my
lips
i
am
angers smile
worth of while
?
























...
..
.

seduction
of
the
masses
search me
past this
patches
patch
sew
in
me
seamstess jaded
silence persuaded
?






















...
..
.

was
colour
of
flesh
she took
my breath
must we
confess
naked
was
her dress
?

























...
..
.

sane

he was found sane

this is not an poem

he was found sane

who found me

not insane

who
who
who

your crazy

is this me

get out

of

here


no

she slapped me
with his
cold
cocked hand

***** bird gets an soap mouth bath

bubble bubble bubble


mommy mommy no


we are not an monkey boy


please
mommy
know
he
was
found
?
























..­.
..
.

in
an
meat
grinder
garbage
disposal
words
my
put
you are backwards
when you put my words
?































...
..
.

dance to me

in
the
shadows
we lift my skirt
she kissed me
how sweet
her
breeze

she paints me here naked
my hands
frozen
on her
*******
she makes me
she paints
my
*******

an
lighter shade
of
pink

she drops her tears
brings her brush
to me

delicately
she brushes
her tears
on me
she
closes
my eyes
as she paints me
these words
?




















...
..
.

he
ain't
no book
get an pin
poke him
again
like
an
top
wathc him spin
concentrated looks
?























...
..
.

on
his
beard
your picture
paints it clear
that one
had
to
be
smeared
what is this you cry man tears
?























...
..
.

your arms
of
fashion
painted

am
i
here

your subtle questions


my ears open dear
what love have you
to
propose
laugh
with
me
for
awhile

paint me
in
that
picture
beautiful
with you
holding
hands
you
soothe me


though my soles wore thin
released
am
i
from
the
mother
in my
shoes

still
am
i
found
with
mother
in my
shoes
dance with me again
let me watch you twirl
like you did
in that dream

we held you close

do you remember
please tell me you remember
past my afflictions
you
have
read me


another voice calls to me
what is this that approaches me
what arms have been bore
that my reasoning
be
questioned

have me myself an i arrested
we have
caught
me
less
?



























...
..
.

are
an
bees
listen
from
them
stings
leaves
leaving
the trees
lines drawn
in sands seas
the breeze
catches
me
singing to me
?























...
..
.

me

what trollop have you
questions evaded
answers
she
tramped
?























...
..
.

womb water
who are we
they cry
listen
to
me
read
lines
while
walking
rope glaciers
?




















...
..
.

test liar
test liars
test
me
i
am
an
hear true
?



























...
..
.

true
?






















...
..
.

the
blue off
my bruise
for her
eyes
shadows
that's
what she uses
?

























...
..
.

to
talk
his tongue
was wool
began
she
to
knit
it out
he tried
?























...
..
.

cry
i
am
not


anymore
an
man

my fists fly

because
i
am






...












his breath was hot
in
my
face
my hands
around his neck
pulling him closer
we lick his face
me and my
demons
what
has
he
done
this taste for his flesh
my grip tighten around his throat
gasping for air my lips
**** his

his last breath
was mine



how refreshing
what life was this
anyway

she was watching me

from the shadows she was watching
no knife to conceal

what was this dead body
there was no life
in
him

his breath was her constant death
what burn ban effcting me
he will be wheel barrel bait
we will burn him
in
that
drum


under the old oak tree


come my love
smell
the scent


this is what it smells like
if
you
don't
repent

from heaven
we were
sent

we are so confused
you don't belief me
sniff
the
blue off
my bruise

start sniffing
she made
me
?
















...
..
.

have been ground
one grinder
two grinders
one edge
two edges
grinders edges
done did the math
did understood
what
done done
get
it
grinders edges
?

























...
..
.

are
my tears
mock me
again
grindersedges
for your skin
wool
man
pipping stars
watch them hatch
stone glaciers
keep calming
me back
?
























...
..
.

are
my
fault
?






























...
..
.

are
my
oath
?





















...
..
.

is
published
on
the
stars
branded
?





























­


...
..
.

love

cling to me
oh
ears
hear me

the council arose

what had they to offer

stones they began to cast

here me
here
me

they heard nothing

my eyes adjust to the pain

stolen from me is my last breath

over mountains
am
i
flown

yes
i
am


we can hear them now
they will never
here
me
now

we can hear them now
thief echoes
there echoes
who
was
that
?




















...
..
.