so tired but sleeplessness is a side effect of hopelessly ensnared in you if you were here sleep would be a relief to fall into with you but without you it is moments of relentless separation the sandman creeps around my head with whispers of restless tossing and turning a phantom projection of unconscious interjection, […]
one day long after i am dead and gone someone will say i am their favorite poet even if no one ever will while i am steadily spitting into the wind everyday or so i tell myself as the constant introspection reflection and diction of spilling into nothing unsurprisingly yields no returns
rarified air this clarified glare left terrified and bare, tripping over shoelace retention, detentionary practices of self punishment fundamentally unscarred, unmarred, cast aside for the disbarred disenfranchised youth of scholarly disdain left to wallow in the unfurled brow of happiness in broken glass car accident of home without the familiar scent of then youthful indiscretion, […]
tchotchkes litter his mind vanity plates for the broken psyche meaningless unreminders of events that eventually decayed porcelain statues ground to ivory dust take em or talcum residual residues biohazard stamp of disapproval brandished like a brand new brand branded and bandied like yesterday’s new tattoo
every ode to Her is yours every line of longing every quiet moan in the middle of dream yours my mind my body my soul given freely with no hesitation and when the sun flares and consumes the earth, all that shall remain is my odes to you, even then, the heat of a supernova […]
i let go of my inhibitions felt the music course through me though not a classically trained dancer i felt like fred astaire tapping without abandon a fierce grin upon my face as i grabbed the music by the throat made it my own a crowd gathered to watch my tour de force gasps and […]
i may be lost, somewhere under this rainbow of technicolor stains, drowning in the shallow puddles of tomorrow spinning in a crocodile death thrash, teeth on my throat as the daily rigors become more authentic than possibility the sky is clear, the vision muddy, the insanity on display is like that of the drowning, a […]
Do to a scheduling change (which works out perfectly for me) I’m on at 11CST/12EST this evening on Deadmans Tome. Be there or bees squared will sting you. I didn’t think that through.. It’s early. I’m sleepy and have a headache. Insert your own clever whatever. Hugs and sloppy wet kisses to all of you. […]
Tomorrow night, Deadmans Tome is doing the 24 hour broadcast and kicking it off is yours truly. We are playing the Did You Ever game. My only issue is that I most likely have. Get to know the Fool in ways you most likely never wanted to. Luckily you cannot see me as I blush […]
she said perfection is an illusion i answered back it was all an illusion a delusion a misguided attempt to make sense of senseless shapes light bouncing off rods and cones projected into a chemical spill housed in a dome of bone and blunt force traumas perhaps she was right perhaps perfection is an illusion […]
there is nothing i wouldn’t give for you nothing that matters half as much as your love i just need to know that somewhere you are smiling when you look at me and ask if i ever regret a single thing on this long road to each other the miles between the time it took […]
if i stop moving sit perfectly still the only sounds are the raven and the ceiling fan sputtering futilely there should be peace in this then tell my why the loneliness is so thick so pervasive so persuasive so my heart is fortunato this emptiness my wine cellar slowly brick by brick i erect a […]
fingers trailing across hot skin like the gentlest of rain running with no clear path dancing in chaos with hidden order to caress every hidden secret flicking tip of hungry tongue and lips like a bee, circling the bloom so intoxicatingly full of pollen spreading the petals of the flower with burning need to find […]
it was(darkness) the unbearable act of being, the unenviable task of breathing, the uncompromising struggle of seeing it was waking up day after day after day after day after day after day it was the incomprehensible burden of living in the skin that carried the brunt of too many after school special come true with […]
he was a satyr unbound to anything but the bacchanalia. she was a dryad bound to her tree alone in the woods. he made it a game sneaking up on her as she sat in the branches. she gave quite the scream when he reached up to tickle her feet. he would stalk about the […]
she lays draped across me her head on my chest breathing deeply and evenly her legs across mine as i gently run my fingers across her back and shoulders there is no separation between us our hearts seem to beat in time i stare at the ceiling wondering if there could be any better feeling […]
he lay silent for a long moment, staring at the ceiling, like he does every night, has done since he was a child it’s calming, the same but different every night, new vistas to explore, new faces hidden in the shadows tonight is different he lays with a notebook and knife, staring pensively between the […]
he carefully constructed a faraday cage around his brain to prevent the intrusion of any thoughts not concurrent to his own soon he dwelled across the world in insular idiocy as the lessons of others were no more than gnats to his peripheral content with the genius of one whose only understanding of genius is […]
the world outside is an ever shifting pattern of blues and grays touching down upon the gentle frowns and smiles of the misty malaise that coats his ever tapping fingers barbed wire kisses coat the rusty vision of visionary nothingness enveloping the soft edges of another salty crustacean daydream of mucking about in the mud […]
concrete and steel ordered disorder in rows of jutting teeth that pierce the sky in defiance glass reflects the world like the shell of a mechanical tortoise the corpse of a giant left to rot that blights the land below asphalt arteries clogged with plastic shelled carbon spewing blood clots and cholesterolic vitriol nothing natural […]
hello darkness my old friend come in, it’s been a while, make yourself at home wine? hungry? no of course not was i flying too close to the sun could you sense that i was not under your control the last couple weeks you need me miss me if i didn’t know better i would […]
“Good morning.” “Thank God you’re here.” “Who?” “You.” “No.” “No what?” “We cannot start the day on desperation. What’s wrong?” “Nothing. I’m just glad to see you.” “No you most certainly are not.” “I am.” “What’s the angle?” “The angle?” “Hidden camera? Spider in my coffee mug? Itching powder in my boxers?” “I’m lost.” “Uh […]
she is tested by crucible bathed in healing rain cast from amethyst in the form of delight she is crystalline divinty illuminating the darkness of another fear induced fugue is it any wonder i love her in supplication to the awe of her sublimation
you are my lilith born from the same clay as i sculpted into the blissful wonder only one of the first could assume whereas my clay stood too close to flame the hardening caused microfractures to race down the soft tissue of insular self awareness you were forged at just the right distance a rosy […]
she doesn’t understand the eroticism inherent in wearing a long t-shirt to bed for all the longing lace and satin evoke the idea of running my hands beneath that soft cotton across hot skin teasing those hard nipples with rough fingertips knowing the only thing between my lips and her eager frame is just that […]
the lock weighs heavy some days an anchor draped in ink across my heart numbing the world like a heavy metal antiseptic preventing the overflow a dam erected at the source of confusion so many ran their fingers across the lock only to roll over and face the wall rather than the indifference
nothing but mesquite shrubs for miles thorns three inches long the occasional tuft of grass like razor wire whipping in the hot breeze dust devils spin across the cracked dirt demons at play in the sullen sun the shadow of circling hawks the only break from the pummeling rays of light a lone flower forces […]
i dreamt in this dream i sat in the leather chair listening to bill evans trio play lightly as the hum of the tattoo gun fired throughout my synapses i watched as the pulsating needles dipped into the little plastic cup of ink a spray of droplets danced across the metal tray covered in saran […]
she stood bare in front meher arms outstretcheda lookof raw vulnerabilityetched into her eyes my hands dripped with painther supple skinthe canvasin whichmy senses feast simplicity bornof desperate needa deft weavingthe weft deceivingpainting with fire AmberAngst taught me a new word, so I tried to thank her with a companion piece. her’s is amazing. mine […]
autumn wind with the promise of winter whips the leaves about the brown grass pinning them like butterflies in a scrapbook to the wrought iron fence. the concrete slabs of the masoleum seem to suck the remaining heat from out of the dying afternoon sun emanating cold in waves to further wilt the bouquets left […]
the bubbles of methane form in the fetid bog like the bulbous mouths of frogs. skeletal branches like the hands of the dead reaching for the warmth of human flesh. the silvery light of the moon against the cold air dancing in the bare treetops.
she is timeless her soul is ancient wise a placid pond she is encouraging honest the female figure all should aspire to is it any wonder i love her as she swirls her fingers into the disorder leaving only peace
i spoke with the regularly scheduled poet the one that shuffles in around this time bags under his eyes looking angry in need of coffee he snarled at me nearly bit my hand told me he is finished i tried to convince him he had a contract in which he laughed a gentleman’s agreement he […]
“Good morning.” “Good morning, Mike.” “Last day before the big weekend. Got plans?” “Not anymore.” “What happened?” “We were going to pack a lunch and head to the lake.” “Sounds lovely.” “It did.” “Did?” “Yes. Trudy got called out for work early this morning.” “At the long weekend. Bullshit.” “It is.” “You can hang out […]
the blood in my eye is the same as the blood in the water it doesn’t matter at all if one is thicker than the other it’s the silence between the drops that speaks volumes the ripples that dance across the placid surface paints the picture no words ever could
the peace of world piece is piecing the peaces of this illusionary misconception into a tapestry of truth the wool pulled over the eyes of sheep misheard this herd this hard packed clay molded into ear plugs to stop the misguided guidings of shepherds stumbling down sheepish roads of folly i find peace in the […]
sunrise affirmation as the sky gradually stretches from fitful fading star to hopeful calming blue transitioning across the mind like an eraser to the chalkboard of the soul the bench is damp thick beads of dew cling to the verdant foliage laden with sticky pollen no cars or planes just the sparrows calling back and […]
she is a natural wonder like the aurora borealis or a rainbow on a sunny day she is the moment of calm before the storm crashes down over the land is it any wonder i love her with the intensity of sunlight on a field of freshly fallen snow
i replaced her pillow case with the softest spun silk her matress with a cloud then sat patiently on the floor to guard her dreams throughout the long night if she stirs i cast a net of adoration over her sleeping form as she rolls over and faces the wall as i sleep i know […]
hey you yeah you the sun is setting like a corpse pregnant with blowflies behind the cityscape of nightmares that lives in my mind traffic has slowed to a crawl as the idiots stare at the flashing lights of the cop car on the side of the road the poor hapless bastard pulled over for […]
time can be a penitentiary depending on who sets the clock mine has been flashing 12:00 for weeks since the power went out my skin is flushed from the walk and my scars show the map of life criss crossed reminders of beatings, external and internal some still weep as the lonesome afternoon drifts by […]
she is a lightning rod that pulls my thoughts standing alone in my head she is the coral that forms the biosphere of joy inside me is it any wonder i love her like the canvas loves the paint that unlocks it’s inner beauty
the wind suddenly died down it had been a howling hell beast for the last couple hours now that it stopped it was eerie how quiet everything went silent i have seen enough horror movies to know this is probably a portent of something horrible so i casually got up and reached to lock the […]
It’s starts with… “I think I finally did it Mona!” “Good Morning.” “I am serious. I think I finally did it. I am so fucked.” “Nothing much really. We just sat and watched a movie.” “Mona. I have no time for pleasantries. I’m going to Hell!” “Clearly.” “What?” “Clearly, you are going to hell.” “You […]
let me run my fingers my lips my tongue my eyes over every delicious inch of your body let me kiss you in ways you only fantasized in dreams half remembered by sweat slicked skin and a damp spot on the sheet let me make love to you truly making love the line vanishing between […]
she is the sum of an equation so complex yet simple making pure happiness she is fresh baked cookies with a hint of cinnamon scent as you open the door is it any wonder i love her the home i have yearned for made so perfectly real
he is blind but knows every inch of her face like the sunrise kisses the land intimately each morning he is deaf but knows the lilting sound of her voice like a siren song across the waves he is mute but his tongue forms her name like a baby sparrow sings to the world by […]
she asked for my greatest hits i gave her my gradients instead the gradually depriciating deprecating pieces of the swollen tide within my mind she asked why i write poetry i said look around everyone does now whether they have anything to say or not suddenly it is en vogue to pretend to be a […]
phantasmal parasites, this pair of eyes, a pair of dice, a paradise by the palisades falling falling falling determined to be a deterrent, detergents on the defective detective calling calling calling reiterate, integrate, irritant, irrigate, reiterate, reiterate reiterate the crimson berry burst between her sharpened fangs, dripping down her chin, candle wax pooling on the […]
she is that moment of waking from a dream to curl up closer to her better than dreaming she is the warm fingers grazing against need the feel of her soft hair against a freshly shaven cheek is it any wonder i love her like the tides love the moon above
in every smile, in every whispered longing she dances across his mind the rain fell, alternating between fierce and fleeting, as the winds turned the mist vertical all around the lone figure standing huddled by the wall thunder rumbled across the empty cityscape of pure imagination surreal in the quiet fury of nothing, a black […]
she is impossible to define a new language made up of scents and raw emotion she is a transmission from another plane of existence proving the unreal is real is it any wonder i love her with the pure innocence of a first kiss
i was solipsistic convinced in my own existence alone until you. now i am convinced my existence is tied directly to you alone. am i a construct in your mind’s eye just a whirl of ones and zeros made for you? i don’t know don’t care as finding a purpose so purposefully hidden. is enough […]
she is the joy in exploration of finding that which had always been sought but hid from the eye she is xmas morning as a child looking in anticipation barely able to sleep the night before is it any wonder i love her with the pure excitement of the fondest wish come true
been in a windowless room all morning, stepped out to a suddenly gray rain flecked landscape it is lovely the gentle falling drops a lone bird perched on a wire sings to me as i let the rain run across my head thanks for the company little one and the song neither of us smart […]
she is the first cup of coffee after fitful sleep filling every pore with life to face the day she is the cool side of the pillow after a hard day in which all the stress melts away is it any wonder i love her when she makes each day a wonder i long to […]
tonight i sleep with the eyes of a shark, the smile of a crocodile, and the tongue of a viper tomorrow i rise with the strength of a lion, the grace of a puma, and the speed of a cheetah not always though i dream with the self worth of a battered child, the eyes […]
her lips taste of hemlock her eyes flash cyanide semaphore and i cannot imagine any better way to die her hand promise pain in equal amount to pleasure i am willing to take either or to be with her for she is every single thing i desire
the night is quiet besides the planes overheard there is no noise whatsoever just the sound of his heart as he sits lost in thought his mind races from extreme to extreme a barrage of images that have been carved deep into his mind he is off balance nearly dizzy how many times did he […]
she is a dainty queen filled with poise yet an undercurrent of silliness lightens her royal beauty she is as perfect laughing with no make up as when she gets ready for a night out is it any wonder i love her when she sends joy intense enough to brighten the world
she is the lone lily in a field of brown grass unfazed by the drought she is the song that calls through the darkness of another night of misery is it any wonder i love her as she shields me from nightmares with her light
i get stuck like a needle in a worn out groove like a plastic bag in a tree my brain spins like a hamster on a wheel or a tire on the ice the same words no matter how written do not capture the scene in my mind i try to lay them across the […]
she awakes scoots closer until the distance between them is imaginary the feeling of flowing between one another united one mass of legs and arms tangled beneath the sheets breathing in unison contented in their own private world one heartbeat in the still morning air
she is the one i have written about for so long in vain given form she is a dream made real yet somehow even better than any dream could be is it any wonder her name is the last i speak before sleep the first i utter upon waking
she is the first ray of sun after the storm had thundered for days upon days she is the first arc of lightning dancing across the sky after days of brutal heat is it any wonder i love her like the first gasp of air after swimming towards the light for eons
she is a ghost like the shadow of the hollywood sign over a los angeles on fire she is the first wind of spring with a hint of summer to come is it any wonder that i love her like a million matches igniting all at once
her gaze cut like a guillotine dropping my mind into the wicker basket beneath her voice was a life sentence in my ear no wish for parole her touch sent voltage coursing through eager nerves convulsing in ecstacy her scent a lethal injection of bliss coming intoxicatingly from her every pore the taste of her […]
this feeling twists and turns through my mind like rope burns on the neck of the man hanging three feet off the ground not far enough a drop to snap the neck no humanity in swaying as the world slowly dissolves into nothing before blood filled orbs a game of hangman for one played before […]
she whispers to me in poetry without end a precipitous tumbling of words that spill perfectly formed from her sensual lips to my heart down my spine in a thousand chills that flare in a nimbus to raise me high into the sky
all he has to do is hold on keep on moving head up there is a finish line ahead so many years of moving towards what felt like emptiness farther into the void into the ever expanding maw of eternally ever after the end of the rainbow another fickle lie told by those with the […]
come closer let’s play a game you and i it doesn’t matter if you know the rules or not low stakes no pressure how about your heart as a starting ante i’ll be gentle if i win here are the rules sit there stare into my eyes watch the fire of passion burn that’s all […]
she blazed across the darkness in my mind like a comet a falling star i threw myself under to catch unwilling to let her crash into the unforgiving earth just on the hope that light could flare once again keep my demons at bay
her gaze across the lilac scented room pierced the haze of sorrow that once lay like mist over every part of his world she is magnificent the type of beauty that once seen cannot be forgotten burnt onto his optic nerve etched across his mind he felt as if dying of thirst lost in the […]
i need you to lay across the tracks in my mind and derail this train of thought, this locomotion belching a black cloud of despair across the scenic landscapes in my mind maybe i am too in touch with my feelings, feeling this never ending feeling of sorrow as this emptiness crashes like an invisible […]
it’s spring outside but it is autumn on her skin there is something comforting in knowing while the ground is reborn under my foot where she glides across the earth it is my favorite season autumn wind blows through her hair as spring blooms in my heart
i have an umbrella indoors this way when the other shoe drops it doesn’t bash me on the skull i put my faith in the wrong things for so long it just made sense when they turned out to be lies trusted the open smile of deceit learned an offer in good will is rarely […]
when she rises from slumber it is a different day for her while mine is still trailing into night la luna llena does she sing in the sky for you la luna llena through her i send my love to you when i fall into slumber it is still early in the day while we […]
he sat it was a chill spring morning those damned birds didn’t seem to mind the squirrels didn’t seem to mind the cars along the road were indifferent at best sending trails of white exhaust into the slowly brightening sky he watched with tired angry eyes a cough burning in his chest sore from a […]
i dreamt last night in this dream i dreamt i was suffused with light glowing like the sun bursting at the seams i woke hurriedly scribbled the thoughts as the last word was written the power went out as if my expenditure was enough to blow the grid last night i dreamt after dreaming the […]
i always had a roof over my head but for most of my life i have been homeless direction less astride the seas of life without a rudder or place to go it’s hard to find your way when your way is weighs and means mean spirited spirited away a way from the things everyone […]
she was an almanac of temptation a map of desire carefully constructed lust spread out across the mattress my fingers traced along the topographical lines of perfection of sheer wonder my tongue exploring tierra del fuego as she writhed against me i found the ring of fire setting off massive quakes along erogenous zones no […]
there was a fire in my soul long gone from ember to settle into cold ash. you came stirred the remains with your curiosity reignited the flames inside. now it burns vibrant with an inferno that licks the sky feverishly. i was reborn awoken to be more than i ever dreamt before. a phoenix risen […]
so tired i can’t sleep so full of words that fall like a waterfall of toxic sludge from the open river of my subconscious to discolor the land into a disease infected night terror from vincent’s shack the septic scarring of self doubt that leads to carving pieces of myself in an effort to appear […]
i cannot stop imagining you here standing there with a smile blinking away years as i try to take all of your wonder in there is an ache a longing a need that only you can sate so i sit let the world fade away while imagining you standing here my eyes glued to yours […]
i dwell on the faults the fault lines the growing crevices between hope and fear the tectonic shift of radically altered vistas as the pangaean world becomes no more than separate continental divisions divisive detached like the retinal scan of futuristic metal hulls holes in the time space continuation that brings silence to the silent […]
i sketched a self portrait this morning with a pricked finger and vermillion lines across off white expenditures too varied to be recalled as the red faded to rust faded to black to flake from the chemically treated pulp of a once mighty oak and the thousands of tiny gashes across my hand scabbed over […]
the sunshine is bright today my love, piercing the gloom of another day in purgatory awaiting your supple lips it was chilled when i awoke but steadily the air grows warmer, it is strange the subtle shifts, soon it will be too hot so early cock your ear, the sounds of mockingbirds singing fills the […]
memento mori remember you have to die so live every moment like it is your last love as fiercely as you can never let up this is the honeymoon period the only one we get so memento mori my love until the very end i am yours
So I will be returning to the land of podcast tomfoolery on April 26th. Deadmans Tome is doing a twenty four hour podcast and I’m gonna be on first. I think we are going to play the Did You Ever game. So if you want to know what I am almost positive is TMI about […]
Thank you so much Marysa for nominating me for the Versatile Blogger Award. The Rules 1. If you are nominated, Congratulations you have been awarded the Versatile blogger award. 2. Thank the person who gave you the award and include a link to their blog. 3. Select 10 -15 blogs/bloggers that you’ve recently discovered or […]
it was in her hands i placed my heart a seed for her to nurture no where else did it feel as safe as there it was a sudden relief a gift a shower of light when she first stepped into view like a dream never before did letting go feel quite as right as […]
my pantry is filled with the ghosts of meals consumed shadows of cravings empty of nutritional value as the serpentine worm burrows deeper and deeper into the hazy gray sky above, cloud becomes soil in which to bury oneself in the foggy chemtrails of last season’s harvest my soul is cobwebbed a half painted ode […]
they sit in the sunlight listening to the birds making a close approximation of work when ever the boss comes rolling in on his golf cart like a fat napoleon checking the battle lines before going back to drink wine and dine with prostitutes in his gaudy tent or palace or whatever it is bedazzled […]
i watch the rain fall on the funeral procession unable to make out the faces in the crowd of mourners huddled together in all black under gray skies sobbing only the tractor seems to celebrate life with yellow iron and gouts of smoke from the idling engine the priest waves his hands but his words […]
her lips beckon in the corner of dream, to sneak kisses by slipping down an uncrowded side street in a crowded city the way they curl into a smile that makes the sun dim slightly when the full radiance is shone on the world itself the rains had come for the third day straight, yet […]
my first brush with death was watching my grandmother waste away in her bed, she had lost both legs years prior but was still a stern and beautiful woman in the end she was a husk that barely recognized we were there as she lay panting in her too large bed, the light slowly fading […]
60 the transient subversion of mitochondrial incontinence leads to false manhandling of litigious legumes 59 the brass clock clicks as the nervous ticks begin to rapid fire, his face grows wan this trembling man as he begins to perspire 58 breathe, just breathe, let the salt laden air infuse you with cleanliness 57 the sky […]
i woke from a dream reached over for you but alas that was the dream i could feel the impression of where your body had laid soundly in the dream but your scent did not linger nor did your heat remain on the sheets so now i close my eyes seeking to find you again […]
a swirl of color like when a match first strikes magnesium in the open air in high school i would get stoned toss strips of magnesium into the river slivers intense lines of white flame on the moving river the same river where dusty fell through the ice when we were kids all of us […]
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