The sadness and frigidness are there
When there is no clear communication
Ambiguity is present
Along with a cryptic situation
Nothing but darkness
When words are left unspoken
You block your blessings
As things are sadly blown out of proportion

Regret is not a choice
that you can be sure of
making right
here and now
but never again
shall we be free
for all
I cannot know
what
lies above
began
be gone!

A light flickers for five seconds.
A light goes dark.
A light shines for five seconds.
A light goes dark.
All is light, all is dark.
All is scene, all is lost.

In all the light, all I see is you.
In deepest dark, all I seek is you.
When the light blinds my eyes,
You’re what brings me sight.
When darkness steals my eyes,
You’re presence holds me tight.
Through sharpest light, and darkest night.

Swimming pool conversations, half-naked
and touch-ready making an impression
yes
shiny rubbing each other in
under the hems and guess
yes
familiar curious innocence
of drowsing together

no
no desperate glances at him
no way for him to sound out if I
no
no embraces
no sweet words
.....please
no conquest with my *******
.....and longing mouth
no
no making his heart skip
.....with bated breath, waiting

saying no
long before
he asks me

We were so much and then nothing,
We talked like strangers,
And then not at all.

You were gone and the drugs were there,
Powders, pops and smokes,
Numb the pain and the world.

You messaged me again,
Now we are something
But who knows what.

I'd rather have the drugs,
Than this talking,
Avoiding everything.

Why do you torture me?
With all this sweet talk
No answer about us.

I remember the blurred vision,
And
Nose quivers.

The feeling of sadness free falling from my eyes.

I watched it take shape,
In the crevices of my palms.

Palmar Flexion.

My face was the night sky,
&
My eyes were the moon.

They controlled the tides,
And crashed the waves.

That night,
Actually,
Those 2 weeks,

I was stuck in the twilight.

Some girl I never knew
knew an art that wasn’t kung fu.
She did not whistle well
when her peaches didn’t sell.
And a boy I never liked
loved her not at first sight.
He kissed her on a day it didn’t rain
never to lay eyes on her again.
Nary a soul whispers her name,
nary a heart feels any shame.
She was pretty not so long ago,
this girl I will never know.