OfferingsOfferingsOfferings in Free Verse More Like This
I dont offer you a glance
Not a turn of my head or eyes
In your direction, because its your direction.
I dont offer you my opinion
Because I would waste the effort
To explain what you would not care to understand.
I dont offer you any thought
Because that would involve my heart
And it hides at the very thought of you.
I dont offer you my time
As it has become so clear to me
That it is the only thing I really have left that is mine.
I dont offer you what you expect
Because what you expect is the world
When all that is left are shadows and distortions.
And I offer this explanation
With no hope of your acknowledgment
Or acceptance, because it is offered for my sake
Watching a bar door all nightI dont know why Im watching the door. Its too early. Actually its time but shes never on time. Its only 9:30.Watching a bar door all night in Scraps More Like This
No Im sorry this seat is taken.
Wish she would get here because I need a drink. I cant see the door from the bar.
What time is it now? 10:00. OK, any time now. There no thats not her.
Yeah this seat is being saved.
Its packed tonight. I have no clue why because this band sucks and I actually paid a $5 cover. I need another stick of gum.
Hey Katie, will you save these two seats while I get a drink? Yeah, I called her at 9:00 and shes coming. I know, an hour late already. Oh well.
OK, theres her friend Trish but shes not with her. This gum wrapper is wearing my fingers out. Its amazing how tight you can twist foil. Wish those people would move away from the door.
No, Im saving it. I have a friend coming.
I just noticed Im
I love youI love the sound of our hearts finally beating in unisonI love you in Free Verse More Like This
I love the feel of the stickiness on our hands
I love the taste of it, in all of its coppery goodness
I love the look on the glass, how it colors the stars
I love you, my beloved, thank you for all of this and more.
Together ForeverIsnt it beautiful, my darling?Together Forever in Horror More Like This
Staring up at the window I cant help but smile.
In these last few beatings of our hearts,
you can see the rightness of it all. You can see what Ive seen for so long.
My only regret is that I wont be able to put both our hearts together in a box and save them.
Wouldnt that be the best?
Your heart snuggled with mine?
Well, well just have to settle for our bodies intertwined.
See? Its not so bad.
Id say something about how if you hadnt fought so hard it wouldnt have hurt so much,
but you made such a marvelous spray of your lifes blood, I cant scold you in the least.
Even now I couldnt tell whose hand print that is.
I could not ask for a better final act.
Each twitch of your body confirms your love for me.
Ill take that knowledge to the grave.
Thats it, my darling.
Were almost there...
Picasso Crying My mourning dovePicasso Crying in Free Verse More Like This
My black crow.
My crying bird.
Implication Flapping in the fouled wind.Implication in Free Verse More Like This
Stripped bare with whiskey words.
Bruised from your spittled accusations.
Going up in flames lit by
twisted truths and staining lies.
Isolated and unclaimed
arsenic shaped bullets
dig into my chest.
I put them there but you push them deeper.
What A PredicamentRazor blade kisses and heart breaking glances.What A Predicament in Free Verse More Like This
I fell in love last night
It was a whirlwind romance with curtsy and dance
And all the world felt right.
An uptown sorceress in a painted-on dress
And I in my twice borrowed jeans
She tore me apart, left with my only heart
Im not jealous by any means
What a predicament in only an instant
And I with this hole in my chest
Nobody noticed while in swirled the circus
Forcing her to dance with the rest
Razor blade kisses and heart breaking glances.
I would not change it for the world
Though my heart was my life, Id give it up twice
For just one moment with that girl.
Lovely Little Liesure Lay It's a lovely little secret.Lovely Little Liesure Lay in Free Verse More Like This
Our clandestine meetings
and sly little greetings.
Thinking of you in the night
Playing by rules set by other
while in the unknowing arms of another.
I'd send you a dozen roses but I don't know
Holding your need.A little painHolding your need. in Free Verse More Like This
A little need
A little begging
A lot of wanting you on bended knee.
A little suck
A little bite
A little gasp
A lot of wanting all that isn't right.
But then right and wrong is in the eye of the beholder,
Or the holder of the blade.
Trust MeTrust me.Trust Me in Free Verse More Like This
Take my hand,
It's just a simple step
taken at least once before.
Now, take a breath, my dear.
It's been a while, I know.
Have you lost the memory?
why are you trembling?
You already made the choice; I am here to simply help you along.
Don't look at me that way,
of pain and regret
and need and punishment.
Dancing upon broken happiness and shattered yesterdays.
I was your answer, remember?
You look at me in shock but I can only shrug in response.
I am not the one haunted.
I am at peace as I talk with you; it is you who is tormented by your decision.
You have no right to look at me that way.
But then, maybe you do.
You chose this path.
I can say it once more if you rather.
I am not angry with you, rather reminding.
I made sure you read the small print.
You saw the scars and still you have the audacity to be appalled upon spying my truth.
It amuses me more than anything, I suppose.
Come to me,
Go ahead an
I wasn't alwaysI wasn't always so cold,I wasn't always in Free Verse More Like This
I used to be warm and tender,
But that was before ...
My heart used to race,
at an unusual pace.
Now it lumbers slowly.
I used to love the spring,
with it's songs of life and promise.
Now everyday is winter.
I remember those hot nights,
when everything felt so right.
Now your side of the bed is cold.
At least it matches my heart.
Delights Turn to Dust...You hung your last petal-plucked daisy,Delights Turn to Dust... in Other More Like This
in the doorway to my hotel room.
Tagged it with a love note to
your very own baby boy.
Oenothera FruticosaTomorrow, in those fluorescent, kaleidoscopic baby-planetsOenothera Fruticosa in Other More Like This
that we fondly refer to as memories...,
I'll take your hand, and lace your fingers [with mine.]
And we'll run in perfect circles
til the scarlet luminosity of a DYING vector
[is completely gone] in a fancy-drawn fit of [sexual apathy.]
When the crystal-clear skies suddenly CLOUD,
full of semi-precious thoughts c a r v e d i n s t o n e .
Two Bees Encased in Amber. Hm.Lace me up tight,Two Bees Encased in Amber. Hm. in Other More Like This
and watch my lips change blue.
[First with your hands,
then with your mouth...]
My breaths come short, quick
whilst your hang heavy,
high on honey-bittered lust.
Lead me down where the wild roses grow,
and brush them upon my numb teeth.
Listen as they bring the colour back to my cheeks
only to run out so suddenly
in a high-volumed fit of ecstasy.
It's a price though,
that the come-down
Go Hang Youself, Lover Boy...We crossed each others'Go Hang Youself, Lover Boy... in Other More Like This
racing, dying hearts.
And plead for the death,
that couldn't come soon enough.Oh, so untimely...Held together by some left behind
fevers and mirrors.
They're just a shattered pyre on
the bedroom floor now.
-burns Red Robin down- Chapped lips and morphine drips...-burns Red Robin down- in Other More Like This
perplexity spun in the blink if an eye.
An eye... an eye with a sick, sad story to tell.
What type of Jedi mind tricks is Kitten playing today?
Hard to tell... they all look the same.
Albatross Antagonism... The surreptitious sweetheart,Albatross Antagonism... in Other More Like This
toward the organic phenomenon
that tenderly sets before it.
Sweating pocket-sized burdens,
healing slashed throats.
That dandelion secret,
pitching bright-eyed tears.
There's No Love in Lap Dance. Dazzled me with Las Vegas charm,There's No Love in Lap Dance. in Other More Like This
and built me up a golden pedestal of
Your ten dollar hooker love won't
C U T
the diamond-fly cocaine lines anymore.
It's trapped under the thirsty minutes
of your pressured hours,
that turned into
Mirrors for Miracles.Lovely little masquerade...Mirrors for Miracles. in Other More Like This
double-dipped in ivory,
that has been sugar-coated with
diamond bright icing and non-pareils.
Oh, how it sparkles,
with thousands of glass-eyes upon it
and hands reaching for one touch of every surface
for the travesty of miracle's sake and sake of travestical mirrors.
its so sour, so... mmm.
Sweet when it hangs from your lips,
yet bitter as it falls from them and into mine.
Tell me... will you ever tell the truth?
Bittersweet... Not Really.Let's dance!Bittersweet... Not Really. in Other More Like This
My lungs are collapsing in anticipation.
They're releasing a... strange flavor
into my butterfly infested stomach...
those butterflies are knocked out
in the final round.
I'll have you taste this sweet poison,
it sets in the back of my throat
and I'll pass it [with love] to you...
The Fever Only Makes You...Christen my Titanic heart,The Fever Only Makes You... in Other More Like This
bound for disaster...
in two-way suicide manner.
A tragedy in its own right,
and taking yours down with it...
Merely a devastated witness.
Antigone's box office rival,
Felo-de-se truths bleeding...
A martyrdom nightmare.