She sits from where
the rainbow arches into the river.

As I eye her fishing net
she reads the question in my mind.

I'm waiting for three thirty
when tides begin to fall
but the shrimps can't go back.

When the bank begins to bare
she glides into the waves
till the water cools her *******.

I walk away knowing
she would bob up to the hour
the moon is upon her face
and she has made another morrow
from the river.

Is this enough?

Exposing skin
Peeled back flesh
Inner workings
At its best
Laid out raw
As you inspect
This bodies worn
Blood infest
You take more
As you did before
Scraps of me
Shoved back in
Stapled shut
By the lies of him
Now walking
Empty vessel
Taking always taking

Will this be enough?


Glass solemn eyes
Blank and absent
Stare off to the sky
A tear
A single tear
Rolls down to her lip
“Why?”

This friend of mine is obsessive
He burdens me every night
By his constant arrogant desire
To keep me up all ****** night
He appears completely uninvited
and declares his space in me
By sitting directly on my head
To defecate profanity
Its completely obscene and alarming
The thoughts he implants you see
I’ve never known such disturbance
Until he embarks on tainting me
It keeps me up for nights on end
Wires tinkering away
I can’t seem to shut them off
A frozen cognitive display
I’ve focused on ignoring him
And pretended to be asleep
But he’s never easily fooled you see
So I imagine counting sheep
I heard it was suppose to work
But lies he won again
This pesty fiend is staying put
So i geuss there is no end
Unless
Unless
We make a deal
A deal where we both win
Where he resumes his nightly dues
And I can get some rest
I tell him he is welcomed
But only on one condition
That he only soils my shrivelled brain
When it is completely in transgression
This rodent stares and wonders
The meaning of this word
It baffles him completely
For this he’s never heard
As he thinks I smirk and wiggle
An inch away from him
To happily caress my pillow
And proudly announce “I win”

Zzzzzzzzzz

When your up late at night because you think someone has let you down,
when all you ever did was drive them to their limits,
asking for a reaction but never believing that they'd actually commit.

When your up late at night,
thoughts sinking deeper in,
of how a lonely night feels like a thousand when your apart.
From someone you've spent almost every minute with and slept with so that their scent, their breath and their sounds become your own.
Now without those things, you aren't completely here, in the present, you don't know where you are,
your lost.
But you could never admit that, no, you want to inflict the same amount of tortuous pain that you had to go through just to gain some sickening satisfaction , but... it never lasts.
You eventually succumb to the emotional strings that pull you to your other half,
the half that you can't stand!
but the half that you can't live without.
I love you, please come back.