Archive for December, 2006
Frustrated, Inc. (part one)
Water droplets are forming in my eyes,
tearducts are barely able to hold back the wall of emotions
because now it hurts.
I told you it didn’t, but now it does.
I remember that night so vividly:
Dinner at Gino’s
Calamari, Ziti, Water…
that big red couch that we sat in,
me, curled up in your arms.
Me, drinking Mike’s and bitchbeers.
The lights were [...]
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I’m feeling your chest
Waiting for the rise and fall of your lungs
for
The inhale….
and
The ex h a l e. . . . . . .
But it’s MIA.
Are you dead?
Maybe you’re just not quite all [...]
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ache
can you feel that? the ache weight on your heart. do you feel it? wanna do something about it?
yeah, me too.
i just wanted to tell you you have a sexy voice, an impeccable sense of style and so much grace. that your charms are natural, that i’m pretty sure you rock my socks off.
anything you [...]
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“come to me, oh demons of the past
enter my soul and make me suffer
force every beat of my heart, to hurt.
let me feel the pain of that night over. and over. and over.”
the night you moved on, my heart stopped.
the frantic pacing in my basement,
was urged on only by my impulse to keep control over [...]
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sick of home, or homesick?
oh God, the road…
the road that takes me so many places,
but never where i want to be.
the road that winds and ends
abruptly.
please take me home,
to my mommy, my daddy,
my brother! what a little stud, i miss him so, so much.
Oh Road,
take me home to the town that knows my footstep,
hears my tears (though still [...]
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how i long to feel
the smooth grazing of rough hands
hands rough with the history of hard labor and neglect.
those sandpaper hands on the small of my back,
pulling me, begging my body to come closer.
roaming across the curves of my hips,
up to my arching neck,
urging my lips in the direction of his.
looking into the longing eyes,
savage [...]
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doomed
we’re all gonna die.
there will be no survivors.
eternally damned.
[deep, dark, depressing, i may just become a legendary poet after all.]
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damn alcoholic
“let’s get fucked up and die”
keeps replaying in my head.
the neck of this bottle fits my hand quite perfectly.
the smooth liquified grain rolls down my throat
and pools in my stomach.
surging into my blood stream,
lessening my self-doubts
lowering my ‘no’ impulse
and releasing inhibitions.
for a night, i’m invincible
experience moments that i won’t remember
and those i’ll never forget.
now i’ve [...]
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if you called
i’d answer.
the small talk would ooze off my tounge.
the words would melt in your ears.
the soft, smooth sentences, vibrating the eardrum.
you know you’d love it.
every ounce of information i spilled
would act as medicine
for the heart, that lies motionless in your chest.
now, as the silent moments slip between us,
that lump of muscle below your [...]
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i should be sleeping
dark.cold.room.
eyes.wide.open.
it’s late again.
i’m still awake,
thinking
of you
of a kiss
that will never happen
i know i’ll wonder
and i’ll regret
that i never just leaned in,
took the plunge,
a risk.
the risk is too great
to love and lose?
or never to love?
the answer’s easy, never love.
i won’t get hurt,
or lose my best friend again.
eyes.wide.open.
heart.closed.tight.
the lights are off.
my mind is r a c i [...]
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