Thursday, December 24, 2015

equal parts

remonstrate
bewitched state
you tried so hard
to deviate

now fall in
your coffin
you rest there
go nowhere

Monday, December 21, 2015

"strip!"

how i dream
of slipping out of
this skin
shedding the weight 
and walls
and reasons
that keep me bundled
up inside
always dressed for winter
in my heart

Thursday, December 17, 2015

bare.

we grew 
out of the frame 
that we built 
on slipshod ledges
and canvased stone

the house
it caved
yet you stand 
outside
bell ringing 
waiting for the ghost 
you loved 
to answer 

that ring
bounces off
decayed walls
flaked splinters 
coat scuffed marble 

inside 
in a bare room 
just bones and bowls 
i slink 
plucking feathers 
from dove's wings 
with eyes to the ceiling
and ears far gone. 


Tuesday, December 15, 2015

mind/gut vs. heart

i long for you
yet recoil 
at the thought 
of your touch

i feast on our past
yet fear 
the inevitable 
reunion

i want you back 
yet i am 
myself completely 
without you here 

i want to tell you
yet can't handle 
the eternal weight 
of my words

i still love you 
as much as 
the first time
yet i will never again 
be yours 

Tuesday, December 1, 2015

what is it

i keep on reaching
still i keep falling
but i see bodies
worn from their clawing
the dreams have faded
regret alone lingers
and deep in their palms
are thousands of splinters.

Wednesday, November 25, 2015

love is real.

I first saw her at school
she winked
I roared
she sauntered on over
and the scent of my socks made her vomit

we capered through fields
sun-drenched hair
love-locked eyes
smiles outshone the stars
and the reek of my socks made her vomit

her beauty freed all
how she went
how she breathed
heaven sang her praises
as the musk of my socks made her vomit

I asked her to marry
knee down
ring given
and before she said "yes"
the stench of my socks made her vomit

She gave me a child
she huffed
and she puffed
she pushed out our offspring
then the pungence of my socks made her vomit

Moved into the dorm
arms waved
"please behave"
off to college he went
and the whiff of my socks made her vomit

Grandchildren arrived
tikes reared
stories shared
we watched them grow up
and the stink of my socks made her vomit

now on her deathbed
hands squeezed
eyes milky
and right before she died
the smell of my socks made her vomit


Monday, November 16, 2015

oh.

i'm here
you're sure
yes 
i'm not
i am 
what if
then what
then what
indeed
don't fret
i am
you are
we can
are we
we are
we did
we will
how so
just wait
i am
you'll see
will i
will you
will i
we'll see
just be
okay
are you
i am 
my god
not now
i'm done
oh wow
right back
i see
okay
with me
let's go
yes, let's
alright
alright
wait
you're there
i am
you are
i am

Friday, November 13, 2015

figments 1

how do you
know 
these things 
I stare out 
into dark woods 
rain pouring 
wondering 
about homes
and the hands that have
built them
show me starch-starved legs
beneath a timid torso 
and hold me
hold me 
until i understand 
this way of going

figments 2

the tinge of you
it breaks me
in two
caught between love lost
and dreams broken
one slow day at a time 
step in a 
particular direction 
with a headful of memories
and a heart
a heart 
that latches 
onto moss. 

Monday, November 9, 2015

archangel

Holding you
Let it be alone 
Loving you
Let it be alone
Kissing you 
Let it be alone 
Tell me I belong 

-Burial 

Wednesday, November 4, 2015

find me here.

find a way to this heart
before i lose your love in the dark
guided only by a tiny spark
extinguished, could tear us apart

Thursday, October 29, 2015

blues man

I loved somebody so much 
I couldn't see 
Now I love nobody enough 
I cannot breathe. 

Return to me sweet melody 
Wrap your arms around me 
Touch me in places where 
I don't feel things 
Whisper sweet nothing 
Til this deadbeat heart sings 

Were it all for not I hope I'd know 
But I still love you baby 
Cannot let you go 
And now time passes slowly 
I'm biding my life 
Waiting for you
Waiting for you 
To come make it all right. 

Wednesday, October 28, 2015

gone.

all that glitters is gold
from this heart to these folds
if you understand the man
then you understand his prose

push back and then shove
slide it under the rug
if he's got a loose cannon
then he better look smug

on eternal trial
drawn out like the Nile
whitestrips pack a punch
so he's flashing a smile

throw it out and then shout
it's the end of a drought
he's showing off to peers
and gaining some clout

what you thought was wrong
is the climax of song
the gift that keeps giving
well after he's gone



Wednesday, October 21, 2015

here

too tired
to inspire
cracked gaze
farewell haze
simple cycles
ever trifled
burning now
for something more

heart shattered
brain matters
liver bursts
bourbon hearse
holy smoke
nearing broke
this can't be
all there is

comfort me
support please
getting close
fearing most
stop playing 
start saying
home is where
you already are

Tuesday, October 13, 2015

mannequin

her brokenness was beautiful
the way she slumped there
exactly
     as
            she
                   was
head bent, wet hair clinging
eyes clenched
legs folded over and inward
forcing the tears out
before downward
drowning in her own spell

Thursday, October 8, 2015

nighttime visitor.

tucked in, teeth brushed, ready for bed
let my hair down from atop my big head
my book I grasped and started to read
and that is when I saw what I'd seen

Our eyes locked in the corner of the room
My heart kicked, like a babe in the womb
I jumped on my bed, now fully aroused
because i just saw a big fucking mouse

damn that rodent to hell, all comfort aside
i stay on my guard, outstretch my eyes
Loud noises and motions to stir the beast
but the tailed-leprachaun's antics won't cease

I hop atop my large bed and try to resume
my reading 'fore bed, but now I'm consumed
with thoughts of a monster slipped into my mouth
8 spiders in our sleep - just Snapple caps now!

I shut of the light and attempt at a dream
but mind's consumed, or so it would seem
by intruders who scurry and dart out of sight
shut up, conscience - it won't be a good night.




Monday, October 5, 2015

car on cabot

head pressed against yours
channel hope to skull
longing fingers fold
you bob, a buoy
to which i cling
drifting off for good

tear-conditioned hair
dark matter matted matters
you've never been
so small but then
we've never been this close

he's still there, I know
It's only right
that's how our story goes
I'll never know you
quite like him
but I will be there still

it's bad, so bad!
but I won't stop
endeavor for the pleasure
you're no good
you'll never be
that's why i love you so

four years to build this
blueprint blasphemy
no endgame or escape
you spill, I'm willed
back to your breast
I nestle there forever



Wednesday, September 30, 2015

lost it (kundera knows)

I spent all my time with you
But I can't remember your face
Stared into your eyes more 
Than any other eyes
Yet I can't remember your face 

How I kissed it so 
Caressed its lines 
Brushed the hair away 
So as to never forget 
But here I am now 
And I can't recall your face 

Is it possible 
I knew you better than your face 

Is it possible 
I knew you so well 
Your face didn't matter

Your face a filter into you
A filter I removed 
To see your self

And I forgot your face 
For once I saw your self 
Your face no longer mattered

I removed your face 
To see you
And tossed your face aside. 

And though I search 
I can't find your face 
I can't picture you 
Can't recall the lines 
Why'd I push the hair aside?
Why'd I gaze into those eyes?
When your face meant nothing 

Though it's all they have 
To know you by
And it's all they'll ever know
Your face meant nothing to me. 
It still means nothing to me 
Because I didn't care for your face
I wanted more. 

#strugglefest

everyone i know
is having a hard time
not one of my friends, lovers, parents
has it together

a collective funk
a widespread depression
plagues us each
we are islands among islands

oh how i want to lead the charge!
oh how my battle cry should unite!
oh how i should raise the weak
and lead with strength and passion!

but i too am in the lost camp
i too a weary wanderer in misdirection
someone else must pick us up
someone else can lead this charge.

bottled up

i wake up - a bottle of prepackaged emptiness
it doesn't take much to fill it
just a little something
to remind the container
what it's here for

Tuesday, August 25, 2015

come back.

curl your lips around my soul
how i'd melt when i was whole
tear me up or wear me down
i can't lose you now, i've found

we breathed as one every night
clung to you, i held you tight
limbs overlapped, skin exposed
to only you i felt this close

but the world moves in random ways
and then one day you moved away
i tried so hard, but couldn't console
the distance already took its toll

and now you're gone and i am here
heart aching, i hold back tears
selfish i know, but you can't be free
i need you now here beside me.

Friday, August 21, 2015

Sink.

Surrounded by couples 
In a city park 
On a damp Friday night 

They're all up or down tonight 
These people 
This weather doesn't breed
lukewarm dialogue 
Either a plea or mindless chatter

I am but an observer 

Heart heavy 
An internal downpour 
Torrential as it should be 
Finally feeling the weight 
Unbearable 
Yet desirable 

Oh burden me with this realness 
Let me sink to my core 
I know at the bottom 
There's more to find
And so I delight 
And holdfast to the anchor 
Knowing not how far down it goes. 

I'm drowning. I'm choking. 
And I feel most alive. 

Sunday, August 16, 2015

longing

I keep thinking it will get easier to live without you
it doesn't
I keep clinging to that past we shared
The one where you illuminated my world,
held it like an orb in your hand

I put my head down and try to move on
busying myself with the remedial
Eschewing flashing glimpses of your smile
That threaten my every step forward

There's a part of me that wants to hurtle
myself back at you
Show you that you need me-
that in a world of variables
I'm a constant

But I know I can't
This passion can't be restored
through desperate plunges toward hope
And so we part
For now, at least
__________________________

Part II

I walk alone in the moonlight
Under the watch of streetlamps and your eyes
They follow me in the humid darkness

And before I look left I think to myself
"What if you're there, staring at me?"
Dressed in tattered clothes with arms open
A cracked smile and teary eyes
Despair scrawled upon your etched complexion
"What if you want me still as much as I want you?"

So I turn my head

But you're not there
And I draw the air back into my lungs
Bite down hard
And walk upstairs to dwell in my longing

Monday, June 22, 2015

gimme

you're right here
but I can't reach you
you're by my side
but what's beneath you

i lend an ear
just to hear you 
there's something there 
say what you need to

Weigh me down 
the meaning binds me
I'll stare into you
lost in findings

tell me things 
that I should hear
let your sweet venom
tickle my ear

let's smile again
and hold each other 
the time for it's now
might not be another. 


Thursday, June 18, 2015

hold tight

"Come back to me!"
He screeched into the dawn
Knowing full well she was no longer his
Time spent sculpting wasted elsewhere
He swept her up but lost her too
Is he even worth praising?

His palms bled bright red with her blood
He waived them at passers-by
Why shift the burden of the weight
Another man will surely collect

But then she's gone, no longer his
He had her there! But now no more.
The seeds he sewed in boredom surely
Led to his own desctruction as fate foretold

And now he sits upon stoops of longing
The gentle breeze of her blows feverently
"Come back to me!"
He yelled into the darkness
He was hers
But he lost her.

Monday, May 25, 2015

beach.

Families come and families go
Units pooled, shared electrons
Flippers plunged in rippling waters
The sand it shifts but never settles. 

Monday, May 4, 2015

park

the first real ray of sun 
strokes your placid face 
eyes flutter
settling eventually 
between your fatigue 
and our rebirth. 

Tuesday, April 28, 2015

ode to air

Crisp air caress my face
I know I won't outgrow you
Your peeking friend up there
He knows
Now send that secret downward 

Monday, April 6, 2015

my eagles perched.

Here I stand atop an uncommon table
Overseer of this freely roamed land
Men who built me worn into the ground
Legacy etched on my weathered face

Mighty in stance, amenities boasting 
Three sisters keep watch under my feet
Brothers in arms near earth as angels
Vigilant by day, forgotten by night

"But our purpose abused!"
Scream the scribbles at base
Shameless mockery, anonymous foes
Terrifying indifference
"Hear me!" I cry into the void

An artifact I, though sturdy in heart
Can't bring a rock to change its ways
And exist I will, outliving them all 
In my nominal splendor. 

Monday, March 23, 2015

ledge.

Something about the touch of her hand
Made his bristles stand at attention 
She nestled her warmth against him
On that small cement ledge 
Beneath the overhang 
9-5ers in the background, fading
A lover's world only two feet wide
Droplets confirm, nature can vouch
That smile, wet smile 
Made everything right. 

Tuesday, March 10, 2015

Heaven knows

I look to the sky
Where my help comes from
And touch the clouds 
With both eyelashes
Feel my gaze reach toward the heavens
And the world beneath me
Breaks free of the mould 
I've encased it in 

Tuesday, February 10, 2015

wounds of you

How deep is your love
That glossy coat that lines everything I touch
The nullifier of my countless anxieties
That seem to stretch a thick, slushy trail 

How I feed upon your livelihood
The overwhelming realization that I can tell you anything
The beckoning pool that turns sorrows into necessary pieces of molecular composition
That reaches out and assuages my guilt, doubts and thoughts of betrayal

Tell me what you'd do for me. 

Never stop telling me you are mine. 

Remind me time and again that it's all real. 

For God strike me should you become habit
Break my bones and strip my flesh
Adorn me with scars of your love
Tear craters into my face, inject them with moonstone
So that I may know how deeply your essence clings to my marrow 

And if one day you choose to leave me
Just know you can't take it all with you
That despite destiny's call and fate's embrace
I'll hold onto these wounds of you long after your body fades
For I've already broken into the vault of you
And locked the door behind me. 

Tuesday, February 3, 2015

let me in

I saw the struggle
In the curve of your spine
When I opened that door
all my stress converged
for what you'd maybe done

But what I saw perhaps still worse
You're life flooded from your body
Pajamas for surrender, not comfort
You wouldn't show me your face

Quick, short, snappy remarks
How could one blunder
effect you so much
Yet here you are
ashamed and broken

Crouching down to take it all in
I ask to please let me help
The two words you muttered
stuck to me so
"no thanks"

With my charm wasted
and smile spent
I ask for your embrace
and you agree to it

Wrapping my arms
I bring your heart toward mine
but feel your lead body
grow more and more distant

You tell me to leave
And I of course do
Not man enough yet
To face you in your plight

I catch the first train
at the nearest station
and hang my head
weeping
weeping
for what you've become

Saturday, January 31, 2015

Grounded

The tall tree shows us
What it wants us to see
Vibrant colors, lush leaves
A trunk sturdy and weathered

Bathed in sunlight mighty tree
Houses friends with tails and beak
Gentle with large doses of love
The rock of hope
Foundation's breath

But beneath the splendor
A dense network of past trials
Cements meaning from within
Reminding of purpose

If the tree had its way
It would bask in splendor 
A ripe incarnation 
Of heavenly bliss

Never lifting its veil
Nor opening up 
His job doesn't require
But his soul thirsts 

And one summer's noon
While munk and peck played
A man with metal 
Made the tree to his liking

When all but a stump 
Was torn from the world 
And critters scurried 
To some other branches

His essence was scrawled upon
His veined ligaments

They whispered of troubles
Never revealed

That though hidden from sight
Gave it all meaning. 

Saturday, January 24, 2015

Men in worlds.

Creating a world. 
Now there's a responsibility 
Sculpting in your likeness 
And setting the pieces in motion
Watching it all unfold
And immersing yourself in the narrative

Every man creates a world in his likeness
Some pay it mind, dissecting each motive
Others wander through it
Tending to points of interest along the way

I long to create a world 
Exist intentionally alongside my creation 
Watch my muses make their choices
Then nurse the wounded soldiers 
And squeeze tight those with intuition

I want to thank the creations 
Who set themselves free of worldly tethers
And dwell in the abyss of possibility
Knowing full well that a world has been set before them
But realizing they aren't powerless to change it. 

Monday, January 19, 2015

Laughs for the Sinner

This way to the church
I'll show you my God
Ever present, ever faithful
No mysteries here

This way to salvation
Don't line up and wait
Just drink your fill
Then pass on the cup

This way to acceptance
No one's excluded 
The choice is all yours
Will you join us yet?

This way to happiness
In small little bursts 
That add up over time 
And pull you right in

This way to feel whole
Just shuck off the worry
And join in this jolly
Cadence of laughter