if you must

chain me up in your basement

do it!

just don't let me leave

I'll come up with a million reasons,

why I should leave

don't listen to them

listen to me

I deserve you

a gentleman

honest and true

So no matter how much I beg

to be free

remember, don't listen to her

just listen to me

lock me up in your basement,

hold me forever

throw away the key

With,

nothing left

to give

I went crawling back

for more

Hello,
Excuse me, but, uh
you're living my life
I didn't even know
I had it in me
but now that you are here
it is so very clear
I now know who I will strive
to become.

Oops, I forgot
I am already her
I just don't know it yet

I was buried
so deeply,
I fell out
the other
end

Don't shut the sink
off yet,
there's a lot more dishes
to do!

Alexa was in the bathroom
so I asked her how long she was
gonna be

There is a divinity, traveling light

following the dedicated thread
higher and higher

hovering above, the psychoactive scaffolding

parting the clouds like heavy drapes of plaster

suspended in disorientation

witnessing the tedious restoration

re-tiling mosaics of stolen memories

embedded in the ceiling of the soul

All in the matters of the mind

the unfolding of meninges, over time

while colliding,

with a doves wings, pure and precious

asks permission to borrow them

return the props when the
session has ended

recover from a trip
that brought you to your knees

to discover the sacred, healing power of sweet harmin e

Where was I then?

Always,
not where I should've been

Maybe entangled in some other project or endeavor?

Not there yet?

No,

still, not there

Regret was always there though. Hiding in the shadows of my genome like a cancer

Flaring up like an infection
reminding me that until
I am, "there"
I am not worthy of  happiness,
"here"

My cousin was a raindrop
falling from the sky
She didn't know her
destiny was to
be born
to drop
to die

Her mother was a bullet of hail
born into a storm
She didn't know her
destiny was to
be cold
to punish
to harm

There is a light in my eyes
that comes shining through
when I experience the gratefulness that comes from loving you

The freedom I felt after he left
made me love,

L E A V E S

Night is thick with unrest
Sleeps with eyes open
Pillow stuffed with worries
Never losing consciousness
The poke of the pea
jabbing into dawn
Mattress full of sorries
Void of blankets
Warmth no more

Speak to me, with only,
your eyes...

Let me get lost in your gaze

The way you stare at me
defines a me,
I am not aware of

A version that I cannot see

Let the heat between us
simmer away all reason

So I don't come up with a reason
to end you seeing me

The way I always want to be seen
from now on

But how will I live
life, in my own way
if I keep having
to listen to everything,
you say?

At dusk the whimpering tree line
disappears at the gate

The crickets fiddling songs,
caressing wings, silence fleeting,
in vibration of their evening tour

Up and down we wander
feeling for the warmth of the equator

Arriving in the bitter cold of the Arctic
after reading all the signs wrong

Turning to avoid the flashing lights

Stubborn, unable to listen to the correct directions

From scratch
pampered
warmth, love

Rise

Fall

One of those things
you did for the last time,
but,
at the time,
you didn't know
it was going to be
the last time doing it

Rummaging through the tool box
There must be something I can do to fix this, I thought

Just emptiness

It's hard to knock
on a cloud,
the haze, all the silence
Anybody home up there?
I wonder, how many floors does Heaven have?
How many flights do the Angels have to climb to make it to the top?

I need to speak to someone in charge, this is just, not working

Take my hand, empty head
trusted inkwell, drag me out of bed
Write me out of this blank stage
a dance of words, mark up the page
Teach me the steps, glide my pen,
from a closed position to scribe
once again

Molly freckles
with a heart shaped patch
in the middle of her coat
of pleasure....
What could she be thinking
inside all that love?

DRIPPED
out the
spout
of a lonely
faucet,
onto a warm
puddle of friends

Of your own free will,
you release chords beyond your
throat, angering a lashing tongue
that starts fires

Of your own free will,
you travel a great distance from
where your vocals carry north,
but echoing desires,
travel south of envy

Of your own free will,
you blacklist the frail,
bury your mistakes in haste
and pave over them, with greed

Your free will isn't free at all,
it has a cost

I used to work all day
in a field of lies
Loving the money
but attracting the flies
Swatting them away
just to get good pay

Hiding in a fortress today

Your emotional blows,
like cannons,
shatter me to bits