Fool me once
shame on you
fool me twice
shame on me
fool me thrice
it's ok
fool me
four times
**** it
I want to rhyme
Fool me five or six
even seven times
so be it
I always want
to be a fool for you

There was never
a day that satiated
my being
till I found
my reflection
smiling
back
for
no
reason

I feel that my body is melting
and blending in to the ground
this weak feeling is the death of all things colored

This drained sensation
settles in the bags under my eyes
and creates its own nocturnal colors

This pale color paints my skin
with a yellowish hue, from my face
to my toes

This feeble aura
attacks me in the worst states
causing my head to twirl and rest to one side
burdening my eye lids with weight
that sleep and only sleep understands

This sleepless image
that made its way to my legs and body
had found a void to fill
and core to call home
paving the way to insomnia
oh please NO..

This..

I thought
less
And gained
more

There is no wrong
in falling foolishly
for the things
that make you feel alive
as there is no greater feeling
than a beating heart
that still
simply
beats

Your hands
are a silent
story book

Drown
yourself
in
your
self
worth
not
your
tears

My eyes
dilated
.

There's something alluring about
losing yourself in thought

I did that once, and found myself
falling in love
as dangerous and as reckless as it is
today my heart felt like pouring itself
filling an ocean of emotions

As I sat on the shore, seeing the space
in front of me fill itself with my feelings
I felt my color returning, my skin reacting
my heart has fallen
for life, for her, for him, for it
my heart decided to drug my mind
and let go for once  

Aching to ride with the rebels
to drink with the misfits
to dine with the careless
and to fall with the romantics
I decided to get up
give routine the finger
and walk out
with that satisfying mischievous smile
that I and only I
feel such elation
exposing it

I decided to swing like the olives
in a martini, in a haze of transparency
exploding with colors
as I smash from one edge of the cup
to the other

I feel all my blase emotions
relapsing, transforming, reacting
backfiring and stripping me
of things that killed me
aiming and shooting at them
with bullets of revival
bullets of excitement
that inject my muscles
with steroids
pumping them with whatever it is
that makes them human

what the f*%k is happening
this chemical reaction
after weeks of depression
is exactly what the doctor ordered
Scream, yes, do it

Let it start from your toes
let your body quiver as it makes its way
to your mouth
let your corpse feel the injection of life

Wake the hell up, no one is going to do it for you
rub your eyes, make your coffee
and change your commute,
You're not going to work today

You're going
to
scratch all that out
with a permanent marker
look forward
get your pens ready
this is going
to be
one ****
motherF#%king
CHANGE

Someone tol(d) me:
"feel the love
from your (a)ccomplishme(n)ts
versus the love from humans
(i)t's way mor(e) satisfying, (l)ovely"

Today,
I thank you

One hand
loses itself
in straight lines
as they curve
around that white
paper connecting
his mind to paper

While the other
taps, in synch
with those thoughts
balancing his being
between art
and
reality

I saw a storm
brewing
I could have
easily stepped
over it

But the raging winds
the piercing rains
and you
were just too irrisitable
and the calm I was in
was too
stable

A blind man
can s e.e
how
I
feel

I undressed
my cards
My Kings & Queens
lay there looking at you
and all you did
was keep
yours
folded

A

s
h
o
t
to the
heart is
all it takes
for it to skip a beat

Here's to the poems that never made it
I will forever smile in your memory
clandestine

I want to keep
the version
of you
that's
only
friends
with the
moon & the stars

Take it with a grain of salt they say
little do they know
that one grain
does
make
things
salty

There are moments
under the sun
where my heart
remembers warmth
and beats
a blush to
my cheeks

I will not allow you
to replay your
past relationship
featuring me.

Throw that tape
Direct a new one

Scene 1
Take 1

(snap goes the clapped)
cutting all strings
with the past  

SILENCE

....Rolling ....

Melting frost bites
Exposed porcelain white skin
Weighed down with a dose indoor

When a poet's heart skips a beat
it's only a comma before the
******

a space between the next
best adjective

a period before the
capital start ....


(takes a deep breath)

Can I love you in ways
that would even make
Romeo question his?

Wasted time
waisted time
way still (ed) time
Weigh distilled wine
waited lines
till when?

I threw my heart at you
and you struck
a home run
and placed
it among
the
s * t  a  * r  * s
                                 *                            *                                   ­    *
                                                  *           ­                          *
          *             *                                                   *                                        

Everyone has the right
to right their wrongs
as they write new
chapters that
might lead them
down the right
path
or
not

I grasped my final
breath
and screamed
"I feel alive"
holding on
to the last
beat
the
hit
for
you

I stood there
naked in front of you
exposing my mind
laying it on paper 
in the dim lit room 
stripped from
all the limitations 
that my conscience 
lays on me 
like a heavy wet blanket
silhouetting my curves
separating me
from bashfulness
and my true nature

I have walked in fields of butterflies
marveling at reality with a lens
of love

I have walked crawled through puddles
of broken glass
strengthening what's left of my heart

I have clawed my way through thorns
depression
to see the sun again

I have stood on feet of stone
cemented by poetry
to reach great heights

I have written on pages
upon pages just to
remain sane

I have met you
and gotten ******
by your mere presence
realizing
that reality
is just
as hazy

If your brain was sane
would it push me against the wall
on the ***** stairs of my street
and kiss me drunk

If your brain was sane
would it defy all the bombs
of "no's" and escape the quiet
mines that lie beneath
that playground
of buried
"i think i
love you"

In poetry
nothing
can
reflect
anything

Darling
you shine like the sun
burning those who
tried to shade you
with insecurities
and warming those
who smiled back at you
when you rose

Empty cups
of poison
failed to fill
the
bottomless
pit
that keeps
getting eroded
drink
after
drink

There was so much in our bodies
that they lost balance
and found themselves entwined
tangled legs on messy sheets
sideways far from bed frames

Senses heightened, sobriety abandoned
She's on top, her view was powerful
his view was magical, his goddess

TBC ...

I went back in time today
and saw him standing there
the way I did before
but a lot more mature

Shoulders broader
hair darker,
maybe some white strands
and here I thought
never a chance

I went back in time today
and talked to him
he sounded older...

Will continue demain

It's not always easy
to accept what
curveballs life
throws at you

Sometimes you need to
grab that baseball bat
and hit them back
where they belong

Don't impose
your editorial skills
on my story
unless you
want to add
yourself
to my
chapters

Your "No"
browsed through
my writing
flipping through
stories
and ended
at the beginning
of a new
"chapter 1"

The stars
grew heavy
from the wishes
that they carried

Until one starry night
they rained
on me
giving me
a sky of
shooting
stars