0087
05.28.12
i lay here, alone
thinking of the soft caress
of my hand across your skin
the smell of last night’s sex still on your lips
we share a cigarette
in the cold, open air
in the same place as last night
we had no fear
you lied to me
i lied to you
but the words, they were true
i touch your back
and then your leg
let’s forget tomorrow
and lie again
0086
05.28.12
she thought about it at the time
the cliche
about it being the best time of her life
she had laughed it off
but now
she wonders if it was true
0085
05.28.12
full and salivating
one hand exploring your future
the other deep in your past
biting to feel the heat
thrusting to hear the pain
marking my territory
for the others to find
0084
05.23.12
she paused
just for a moment
to look at herself
in that brief instant
she felt the pain of the truth
she wasn’t getting any younger
and today, today she looked like hell
these lies she believed as reality
0083
05.18.12
just because your hand is full
it doesn’t mean my wishes won’t come true
0082
05.07.12
seven shades of nowhere
against better judgment
i rise against man
forcing through permissions
that have been long disallowed
apologies are habit
breaking down before pushing through
driving headfirst into doom
needing more
needing more
needing more
this fucking habit will not break
0081
05.02.12
the heat attacked from both directions
the mid-day sun beat-down from above
while the asphalt below returned the favor
sweat glistened on my forehead
though i refused to break my pace
i was walking with conviction
a silhouette barely visible in the distance
onward i trekked
swatting relentlessly at the gnats swarming around my head
determined that this would be my last journey
this time, i would catch you
or make my peace knowing my last breath
was filled with purpose
0080
04.30.12
eagerly i wait to see your face
it will be close enough to touch
knowing i’ll be hopelessly lost
from the memories in your eyes
though it’s been years
(and likely will be again)
butterflies will overcome me
when your arms reach out for mine
even if your touch is not gentle
and the lights can not be dimmed
i allow myself to daydream
of a fleeting, stolen escape
that allow our lips linger
during our farewell embrace
knowing publicly we only coexist
0079
04.27.12
i know the games
you like to play
provoking by resistance
until you finally give in
willingly exposed
waiting to serve
until you retreat
afraid to offend
you defiantly pull back
ready to be chased
baiting and luring
until you allow me to dictate
the inconsistency is maddening
this constant back-and-forth
so put on your collar
and wear it with pride
knowing with me
you have no where to hide
submit to me now
for my pleasure awaits
or welcome the end
as this is the last decision
you are allowed to make
0078
04.26.12
each breath a release
moving with the downbeat
0077
04.26.12
sun rays setting the stage
of a eucalyptus-tinted parade
0076
04.26.12
free of the guilt
and out of the shadows
0075
04.26.12
spending hours planning
exacting the look
0074
04.26.12
tonight is the happiness
of undoing what has been done
0073
04.17.12
i’m tired of complaining
that my life isn’t what it used to be
i’m need bigger challenges
the kind that expose my true self
regardless of who i offend
things have to change
i’ll spit in the face of anyone who tries to tell me otherwise
fuck this miserable reality
i refuse to lose myself in your unreasonable expectations
