The cannibal is thirsty
for a flesh martini
Dabs of salt here and there
On tongue and ocean groin
The ******* is hungry
To be the tender olive
Eaten very slowly
Lick the ****** pleasures
Of each other's
knife
kiss
Maternal affections
pouring open by God's rage
They are
shelter
Ignition
To each other's
demons
wonderfully delicious
as frosting or
whipped
cream
They are rare fruit, indeed
What are the odds of them finding each other?
Just goes to show, my lonely lovers
There's someone for everyone
You too
Will find
Your soul mate
Someday
just as the blood
Will eventually
Drip
from
the cannibal's
smiling
mouth
Oh my love,
you are my
yummy chicken bone
dipped in
your
sauce
"Ahhhhh...." he says
"This must be love."

I was too immature and innocent to recognize the constant pain I was in.
I ignored it; I thought it natural and normal.
It was something you just didn't discuss.
But you can't hold it in forever.
I grew up and so did my pain.
I remember the first time I felt a ridiculous amount of it.
Anger, resentment, confusion, sorrow, guilt. Especially guilt.
When you disregard something like that for so long...
how are you supposed to react when it hits you?
It changed close to everything I had decided about myself.
All my plans and dreams and ideas and opinions, I questioned it all.
I realized what I had done and who others really were.
I realized how alone I was and why I had always felt that way.
Once I stopped ignoring it I began to learn to deal with it.
Some days I found it harder than others.
Pain is an odd thing. You know it's bad and you don't always initially like it. But it's addictive and eventually you don't want anything else interfering. You get used to it.
Sad people think sad thoughts and listen to sad music and read sad books and love sad people.
Pain loves pain.

Over hills
Through fields
Down edges
You measure days
With fire and shadow
Taking me in, a fool
And the traps I make for me
And making them as milestones
To assure me for the days
Because the horizon
Explodes as You see it
As Glory in You

I look behind these eyes,
whole universe is hidden
between your voice, time and days your skin.

I feel behind this skin
all colors that leave me,
between the brightness of your eyes, flowers and your mouth.

Down the path we dare not choose
Heavily influenced drugs, *****
A sea bad decisions, treading
Not on, but with me, consciously

Just takes the voices of reason, with many reasons
Do it, try it, I'll do it too
Fingers crossed, unable to look back
Your heart races, unsure reaction
Now you can look back, but it's all gone
What you once saw, is now a thing of the past
The innocent can never last