Misinterpretation,
Mislead,
Missing all of you.

The knife blue your eyes,
sawing hacking engraving
your initials in my chest like bark.
Embark.

Rough hands.

I remember the canyons of your lips,
I plummet down with every word you mouth,
~falling falling arms open face first~
The kisses and kisses and kisses and more kisses.
Smother me.

Booming laughter.

The marks and scars of your face,
from other boys and girls and parents and growing older.
I remember their order and presence.
The beauty marks and freckles
Which shape constellations my zodiac has applause.
Resume.

Lazy eye.

All of this hope,
And every passing water gets my change
And every first day gets two rabbits
And every other boy gets my denial
And every suspicion is overlooked.
And I have learned sometimes that is what love becomes.
Me in a waiting room.
Staring at the suckerfish hide in plastic castles.
Reading Women's Health.
I have learned to trust time.
And to never, ever accept what I cannot change.
DEVOUR WHOLLY
And I will disturb these waters until
I am banished or beloved.


Tunnel vision on a Wednesday night.

The Impossible

That which can be
felt by the skins
of our fingertips
Yet, has never been
Further from our
Arduous aspirations
That which can never
Be,
Though, has the
Promise of a father
Engraved with memories
of old, Scars
worn by new
Storms

The Impossible

Subversive love
you were never
Mine,
Wishing well which
Quenched my thirst,
I saw my reflection
at the bottom
of you.
I know it is
Impolite to stare
But mirrors turn me
Inside out, and
Narcissistic,
I can't help it.
I threw all of my
Pennies to the
Fountain of Youth.

The Impossible

Gibberish & Ginger Root,
Spice of life,
Salt of Earth,
Suckerfish, you
Parasite, Where have
you been, Since first
I needed you?

Is the empty space
Between or beings
Still considered
Nothing?

Or, is there always
Something connecting
me to
you?

The Impossible