I Wanted To Be Naked
I wanted to be naked
So I took off all my clothes
And stood in front of the mirror
In pink underwear and black bra.
I was still dressed,
Still perfectly decent.
I wanted to be naked.
I took off my bandanna,
Even the one that doesn't come off.
I took off my cuffs,
My rubber bracelets,
One at a time.
And dropped it all on the counter.
It still wasn't enough.
I still had the glitter of silver and black.
I wanted to be naked.
I peeled my nailpolish,
Chipping my nails in the process.
I took off my wrist chains,
Feeling my life leave along with them,
Feeling my wrist get lighter and lighter.
I wanted to be naked.
I looked at myself in the mirror
And it still wasn't enough.
There was more.
I scratched away at the scars
From my failed operation,
From my dislocation
From my wheelchair.
I tore them out and pulled the pain out with it.
I yanked the pain out of my head,
Migraines for sale.
I wanted to be naked.
Without clothes, jewelry
Variable SkiesBeyond the spray of cloudsVariable Skies13 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Gliding towards the sun, far
Past the sun sharpened blue skies
Where fallen star trails echo
Through an eternity of twinkling
White speckled darkness; in dreams
Of other when's and where's, of
Parallel paths that bend with light,
Soar with sound and twist
With the bitter taste of ash
And sorrow, yet never
A touch of hope...
Of recognition through the rings
Of Saturn; flowing like Mercury,
Quicksilver around every star
Shivering beacon fading to be
Free of degrading orbits compromising
Some fateful fall into a union
Born in the vacuum, born to burn
Through its' icy cold
To parallel eyes beseeching the night
Sky for some celestial route to a lost
Peace of personal universe, hidden
In the sightlines to Mars, under the
Darkness slowly sucking Pluto
Into meteoric fragments flowing
Lost in the ghostly waves washing
Neptune's hydrogen shores and
Methane skies, in wondering why
Jupiter grew to prominence
And yet failed to be
peppermintAnd I'll justpeppermint13 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Trace your bright scars with my tongue
And with my teeth spell out
On your collarbone where it's almost unseen
At the smooth joining of muscle,
That I love you
In spite of/Because of the fact that you're the
Antithesis of innocent and
Legally dead in someone's mind.
And those fingers that braid me bits of string
Are also used to
Spin about me words that end up
Stretching everything to the point that I'm a
Piano tuned too tight
Ready to fly completely apart if
The wrong finger
(That being anybody else's)
Hits the wrong note
(That being anything less than your lips)
At the wrong time.
And when I can erase a state line or two on some map
I'll tell you everything, all of this,
In the language of my hands.
DatingDating12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The first time we met,
I knew she was the one.
She said she'd think about it.
The second time we met,
I asked her to be my wife.
She told me to leave her alone.
The third time we met,
We made love on the beach.
She called the police.
The fourth time we met,
I took her back to my place.
She never left me again.
My911My91113 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Peaceful morning bliss
I travel deep into the paths of routine.
The radio said that fire rains down
Live, from the scene.
My peace runs to find worry
It was his day off, you see.
Hand in hand they come up front
to sit in the passenger's seat.
We drive and flinch to listen
to this woman saying ghastly things.
Today we lost over 3000
How can our freedom ring?
I could not understand it
Is it true? Is this for real?
The giants of the mighty apple
were gutted through the peel?
The 5 sided dragon is bleeding too?
the one that covers my back?
God please tell me what have we done?
How we can get them back?
How can this be so?
Nah man, this just isn't right.
How am I supposed to tell my child
to sleep safe and warm at night?
A rage, a hate, a jealousy?
That's what made these deeds be done?
Knowing this, I will drop my worries.
And pick up my countries gun.
Remembering the classes
The words I heard in school
Then I was too young to realize
Then I was a fool
The meaning of a piece of cloth
ElsewhereElsewhereElsewhere13 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
an ace of spades burning in the sand
a fistful of lies
burning in my hand
every drop I could
drink that lovely venom from the cobras hood
couldn't hold on
couldn't hold it still
found it hard,
couldn't drink my fill.
Tried to pull an apple from the sky,
but the cloud turned black
and so instead,
I learned how to cry
while flat on my back.
The pavement was hard
but so was my heart
feel all the screaming,
'cause I was staring at the dark.
and the shadows they came
begged for spare change
but I had none,
and so they went away
but Lachesis knew
'cause she had already spun
that thread of black and grey
had wrapped it around the sun
the end of the beginning
is the beginning of the end
and the insides gone outside
and the straight line is trying to bend
but I stayed on the pavement
lying on my back
they've got my shirt
and I don't think they'll give it back
they're using it for a blanket
'cause their angel's full of cracks
1000 Words - Summerdies1000 Words - Summerdies13 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Out over the somber sway
Sourced in myriad shades,
Of ghosting green
Faded in gray skies,
I gaze through
Late summer wind on a gentle sea
Broken on granite shores,
To my shadowed eyes,
Back beneath the wilting eaves
Yearning to entertain
Memories of sunlit smiles
Created by forgotten words
Lost in the broken laughter,
Of my rocking chair
Worrying this old porch,
With ashen hues
That always escaped my notice.
Until I saw your chair...
Without you there.
AwakeningsAwakenings14 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
she lay next to him
the one that she loved
sun shining through the blinds
hangover headache thumping wildly
sweatty sheets and tossed pillows
twisted limbs from a night of passion
feeling complete, yet spent
cigarette butts strewn in the ashtray
garbage pail filled with unspeakables
she opens her eyes to see her lover
now not so large
but still quite substantial
how he filled her, how he moved her...
how he made her cry with delight...
she rolled on her side and stroked his cheek
last night was so hot, so wet, so sticky
and now he was pale...and not so hot
she wrapped her arm around his chest
wanting to feel the heat reborn
she kissed his cheek lightly
and then asked herself quietly...
"How long has he been dead?"
Dance - milath(then the music begins as)Dance - milath13 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
exotic bass booming
through our bodies
pullinggrasping her (flesh.toned.bare.midriff.bellychain)
hands g l i d i n g soft
down her arching back
skin pressedagainstmine as
beat beat beatbeats
come faster, coming harder
rhythmic beads of sweat gleam
a jewelled crystal oasis
ping down her body
begging-pleading quench this thirst
teasing titillation tickled
with curvacious danger
legs wrapped.TIGHT to mine
flowing caressing my knee
grinding ~gyration~ in synchronicity
bending bent back lust forward
working her way up
climaxing... with the music.
Clip Of SevenClip Of Seven.Clip Of Seven13 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The clip of seven.
One for each.
Use the clip of seven and take me now.
Clip of seven, take me.
Let the blood flow from the seven holes where you puncture me.
Take the pain, and make it go away, clip of seven.
Seven messengers, messengers delivering seven sins.
Envy for the things that are.
Gluttony for the things that we have and devour with a hunger.
Wrath a hate so strong you can feel it burning inside of you like a flame.
Sloth, a tiring slowness that makes your life grind to a halt.
Lust an emotion for things that you wish you could have.
Greed of the things that you covet and hide from prying eyes.
Your pride is who makes you who you are, yet you always wish you had more.
Clip of seven.
Deliver these messages, make your message quick and fast.
Quick and fast so that I don't feel you deliver the message.
Take my Envy, with my right hand.
Take my Gluttony, with my left hand.
the sound of footstepsthe sound of footsteps13 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the sound of footsteps
i have memorized the sound
of my step upon the stair
and it sounds nothing like yours
ping of heels
hidden beneath earth flowing dress
which betrays your figure (so well)
and causes my step to stutter
the light and ghostly
ing of bare feet
as your cross the floor to meet me
each moment deeper
your sandals make a
ping sound as you pack your bags
your suitcases of sighs
and boxes of memories
with only ec
come back and sing to mecome back and sing to me13 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Its my birthday today,
July 20th the day you
gave birth to me.
July 19th the day you
July 21st the day that
dad passed away.
I really wish you were here
with me mom..You havent been
here since i was five.
I really hope you have been
watching over me wherever you are.
Right now i have things
pretty much in place.
I open my eyes..in the middle
of the night only to see
Give me one more chance
to see you and to tell you
how much i love you.
I miss the way dad use to
play his guitar - i miss
the beautiful songs he use
to sing to me.
I miss the way he hugged me
whenever i cried.
I miss the way you use to
tell me i was beautiful no
How long do i have to wait
till i see you?
I really wish i could see you
two right now.
I think it would make me smile.
I think i know what my purpose
is. As i sit here writing this
poem, i am grateful for the life
you have given me in the short
time you have been here.
Remember im here..
and ill remember your watching over me.