off kilter psychedelic butterflies with hypnotic wings entranced bewitched beguiled bewildered gentle lapping waves of barely tangible delight in an ocean of tickling fingers and carbonated whispers one plane removed gumdrop bridges of coarsely sugared dementia a hint of spice the lashes of cinnamon whips across your deserving back jawbreaker ball gags and licorice restraints […]
as i walked around saying good bye to my life, meager belongings for a week or two or six packed in front of me drake, my dragon fern is indifferent the ceiling doesn’t care if it gets stared at, it is aloof and believes it is a floor for the apartment above dual natured and […]
been bandaged together with twine and pieces of tape like a sculpture of a self portrait of norman rockwell on crank or an escher devolving into the unscrupled madness of a bender on the wrong side of the tracks in hell wearing women’s panties and tap-dancing like a feral cat being tased wearing my neon […]
there is an ever expanding bubble of sorrow in my guts, every second clicks by it grows and consumes me will i ever get back home can i just throw it all away what am i, really just an empty shell of regret plus remorse multiplied by bad decisions and empty gestures, a grand sum […]
i’m the evel knievel of emotional stunts looking for my next snake river canyon to leave me broken on the cliff face i’m on a vespa prepared to jump through fountains of adoration only for them to pipe lava at the last second can this illterate fool jump over fourteen buses of childhood fears and […]
she gave me most of her but she kept the parts that mattered her mouth explored her teeth bit her hands they had their way but when it came to the part i most desired her heart she never gave that away there was not a piece of her i didn’t taste fondle tease into […]
i’ll hate myself later for this wake up in a traffic jam of self denial and despising the reflection staring back with bloodshot vacant scars slivers of mirrors where my eyes vacated the building but that is later for now let me stare at you drink you in like i have the shakes and salt […]
i asked her to undress slowly. she cocked an eyebrow and smiled, i sat back and prepared for the show. she loves how much i love her, the hunger in my eyes as i watch her do even the most mundane things, she feels like the goddess she has always been she smiles and stretches, […]
i need a new wardrobe the rags of shame and regret are ill fitting mementos of another time dress me in your words kiss my scars drink from my bottomless well of devotion i was such a fool then it wasn’t until you i understood the meaning of the words i take it all back […]
i roll in the mud left in the wake of your alligator tears sprung forth from that well of incidental falsehoods you mine with intent to debase and damage how many times have i fallen into the traps you so precariously set in my path leading me into a sprint with your subtle teasing and […]
she pushed me against the wall i let her she stared daggers directly into the soft gray matter behind my eyes she snarled a lip up put her fingernail against my throat and i felt her draw blood the anger on her face doing things to me i couldn’t put into words do you want […]
is it possible to fall in love with someone from their poetry to peer inside them their words carved onto your soul pulsing through your heart infatuation from cleverly worded prose it seems so crazy but could it happen this meeting of mind and heart i wonder at times when the words pierce deep awaken […]
with the sinuous grace of bacon frying erratic and seeming to shrink as the music sizzles a back drop like a panther on a tree limb subtle and sleek and looking like nature’s perfection with the over exaggerated style of a drunken monk seemingly stumbling but every shift in weight is calculated back and forth […]
this is her world i’m merely a figment in it a fantastic phantasm another poltergeist to rattle the silverware the splinter in her mind’s eye incorporeal make me a real boy and we can go down by the creek and scare the fish away give me limbs with which to caress you lips to whisper […]
she makes me want to slice her open and taste her from the inside, to run my tongue and teeth across heart and lungs i know how that sounds i just don’t care she fills me with a ravenous need for more and more than she could possibly give but i will take whatever she […]
she was never the one to intiate contact normally she stayed in her armored cocoon even though her beautiful wings were fully formed not to say she was ever a caterpillar become butterfly she was a gem encrusted dragon emblazoned with the scars of life and i was never a dragon slayer nor tamer nor […]
i talk a big game use big words and metaphorical warfare to cover deficiencies when all i want is a her to call my lady and cuddle when the world is too much one that can pound some sense into my throbbing skull push me to be better force me to continue on when all […]
as far as i was concerned her name was oxygen because i couldn’t figure out how to live without her but like jurrasic park life finds a way she was my mallory and i most certainly thought i was her mickey our crazy just resonated together in a harmony that made silly things like laws […]
a great man once said he would feel trapped in this world if he didn’t know he could commit suicide at any moment there is always one last exit on the highway if you feel the need to slam the emergency brake and kick up some black smoke as the tires skid hold your drink […]
her lips were thick and pink except the left of her lower lip where she kept involuntarily biting it her pupils dialated from the flood of chemicals in her brain the steel gray specked blue nearly devoured her head thrown back against my shoulder her entire body leaning into me leaning down to taste her […]
i understand why junkies would rather risk overdose and death than quit the junk why smokers always return adrenaline addicts jumping out planes it makes sense because dreaming about something and waking up with the feel of it in your skin and then feeling it fade away all that is left is the intoxicating need […]
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