Break my bones;
cut my throat.
Pull me open,
learn the ropes.

Breath me in;
taste the fear.
Shank my skin;
stand and cheer.

Kick my head;
let me bleed.
Unbolt my veins;
enjoy the read.

Gouge my eyes;
punch my face.
Wrap me up
in your embrace.

She said "I'm falling in love."

I said "I'm falling apart."

the scent of incense
hangs heavy in the air
the constant murmer of voices
comes crashing like waves
but your eyes meet mine
and the faces disappear
the voices die,
all that remains
is an unspoken invitation
from my lips
willing yours to kiss them
and yours happily
meet their request
leaving our love tasting
like oranges
tenderly plucked
from moonlight lips.

Today is my birthday.


No cake. No candies.
No balloons. No gifts.

Today I reflect on the life I've had and the life ahead.

Today is my birthday.

But you wouldn't know it if you came here.

I'm surrounded -and alone
Outside my room I'm the outgoing kid they raised and everything is fine
Inside -----I've been crying since last night

Today is my birthday.

But all I see is the tragic circle of life that I've inherited with no savior in sight.

No, not even Jesus Christ

It's my birthday.....

There is nothing left for you to fix
There is nothing left for you to say
I guess you really did all that
to have everything play out your way.

I was so careless
I was a mess
Somehow my mind you managed to undress
I cared about your happiness
that for a brief moment I left myself behind
In a puddle of distress
In a empty pattern of unstableness.

I was born with wings that you tried to cut through
There was a disguise that prevented me from seeing the real you.
Giving you time to convince me that you cared about me too..
I guess this is your cue...

I guess the last thing I want to say to you is:
I hope the next time
you look a female in the eye,
you select to be true.

I am
Experiencing
This
Phenomena

Where I am ready and willing and
Safe

I feel the capacity
Within me
To move forward
To pursue
To advance

Simultaneously
I watch myself
Dream for tears to fall.

To feel
To express
To experience
The loss that has felt
Far too safe
In the pit
Of my stomach.

See my face,
But listen for the voice that begs to be
Set
Free.

I’m alone a lot
But, then again
I’m really not

I may only
Have you
But you’re more
Than will ever do

Some may
Have many
But for many
That’s none

Having only you
Makes their many
Seem so
Outdone