The one who chooses all the best meals,
the giver of roses, the boy with
the black bag of popcorn, the one I will always
choose first no matter what else is on the
shelf, the chocolate ice cream, the right amount
of sugar, the cocoa, the parts that makes
us whole

it's weird the things that
pester your mind
just when you thought you had
it all sewn up...

you tell yourself you are this
generous and big-hearted person
well maybe
on some days

and then you remember the kid
in fifth grade that rushed up
asked for a five pence loan
was all I had left

but I did it, didn't I
believed her
that she'd pay it back
in the morrow for sure

but she wasn't at school
the next or the next
and I'm still inanely
mad at her

and at myself
as she knew
she was moving
the very next day

and man was I
miffed
but you know I
couldn't give tuppence

about the coin -no
'twas the principle
of the matter
wasn't it

she knew she
would never
pay it back
so why lie

I would have given her
way more
had I known it was
her last day

She craves the feeling of intimacy
She wants her thoughts drunken under his Hennessy
Make her mind come out of its virginity
Innocently she waits for a man to make love to her soul
Unconditionally craving her body as it’s more then just *** on legs
Pin her mind to the edge of the bed
And make its legs shake
until she feels it in her head
In the future she looks ahead
And remember the life that spread
And the parts of her soul where dead
Skin cells shead
After that
After making her mind reach the peak
Of its purest ******
Then only then you can have her

I tread on faith
and face my maker,unmasked and ruthless
with the sad hat of the mad hatter on
Where is my little apple?
I did not ask to grapple
with griffins and Sphinxes
to win eternal wisdom
I am the poor wretched hag
hard to grasp or fathom
from the nearby village
who had but a slice of bread to devour
Where is my apple?
Somewhere in the depth of a valley
or at the heart of a volcano?
Are my broken wings supposed
to cease fire or fly higher than the sun?
Give me my apple, pampered idol!
And go boast of your majesty.

Labored breath of the world
unceasing battery
shards of frigid breath piercing pale flesh
dark and pregnant clouds fill out the skies pallet

Gaian forces besieging our hallowed, hollowed, bastions of culture
persistent scraping of our walls
the pre-disposed prophecy of sand

life given over to the evergreen
every phoenix must burn
That is the way

She ran with fury at her feet
Like ghouls chase her
Her punches diligent
Sharp words nipped my skin
Her eyes shot daggers
This girl
Was a force to be reckoned with
Sky high walls of indifference
She protected herself like a maximum security prison
But at the bar
I'd seen the silence
Race down her cheeks
I saw the way she pulled her sleeves over her fingers
She hugged me tight
Then turned away like a stranger
Her eyes skimmed over to me
One last time
And I stood alone
Staring after her
Like a devotee in the wine cellar
So I drank
Like a ruined man
A man who set himself on fire
Made an enemy out of everything that was not her
I drowned myself in liquor
Until death came knocking
But even that couldn't pull me away
For she sat in every vein