Sunday, August 14, 2022

Oath of Blood

I love us in the dark

Of the night

In bed

In flight

Alone

Under the same stars

Healing our scars

Tossing sheets

In our love jail

 

Locked in bars

Of arms

& legs

Your hair hangs on

By threads

Dogs and legs

& the smell of your neck

As we roll over

 

Tossing blankets

The heat caresses

As you smear into me

I feel 

In space

My fingers in yours

We fit

In this place

I feel so safe

With you

Finally

A place

We can be ourselves

 

Who we truly

Really are

Alone in the art

At home in our dark

Reaching into each other

Floating through time

Space intertwined

Into your arms

Getting lost further

Into you

 

Further into me

Don’t need the map 

Anymore

To find the way home

My childhood

In your sighs

In your freckles 

On your thighs

Riding bikes

Skipping creeks

Through these suburban streets

Racing you to the pond

Church bells and psalms

Leaning towards you

With this spit in our palms

Thursday, June 3, 2021

Double You Club

Pushing through 
The dark mud
Of molasses lust

Covering boots 

Cover it a must

Up to my knees by now

Wanting to answer that call

The call of the wild

My black horse of the night

Take me away

Over and over 


& over and over again

Your sun kissed torso

Rolling over again

On your side

Pulsing away at my cock

Feeding like wolves

Lost in the dark

Together we paddle 

In unison 

Upstream


Layered cream

Dipping hands 

In your hair

Jet black

The color of my heart

Inside of you 

Alone

I feel so at home

Throned

Zoned


Thrown

Like a child

Wanting to go back inside

Of his mother’s womb

Inside of you

I yearn for

The inside walls

Clinging to every glimpse

Of our past


Of your plumped lips

Perfect skin

Glowing so bright 

Pumping this gas

Of spiritual inertia

Deep in your ass

Re-birthing

Re-jetting

Re-fueling


Looking up at 

All the dolls you have collected

Over the years

Inside their little 

Glass cages


Staring back at me from afar

Tucked mahogany wood trim

Gently closed doors

Standing there in 

all their different outfits

Reminding me all the ways 

I can out fit myself 

From all these relationships

In due time


A sinew of time

Wraps these years 

Together

Of you 

& I

& all the little dolls

 

That’s where our love lives 

Locked inside

That little glass house

Of all the

girls collected

With perfectly coifed hair


Perfectly standing there

In composure &

Posture

My life

An imposter

A whole day spent of memory

Impatient collections


Astute recollections

Of our night scapes

As I stand outside

Day screaming 

Leering inside

Our little glass house

Yearning to come home

With these hands

Full of stones





Tuesday, May 14, 2019

OUR HOUSE A GENTLE MEMORY

& you are a part of me
as I am a part of you
as we sit somewhere 
inside our house
a gentle memory
of laughter and long talks
i still remember wandering
around inside your grand mind
long walks & the passing of time
the grandfather clock tic's
so swiftly the way life toc's 
but the way your delicate
fingers matched perfectly
intertwined with mine
will always be something
hard to forget
like the way the vine
remembers the grape
full enriched by the sun
long after the harvest
has come
you will always be inside
of one of these rooms
caressed velvet & sunset hues
there in that room
we still sit
legs dangling
staring up at the moon
talking about the world

Friday, January 12, 2018

Eyes Up To The Sun

Gave up to the sun today
Back down here on the earth
With my eyes closed
I can see you anywhere

Surround me like the ocean breeze
Love on my mind
Your hands on my heart
Can't make out which reality is more surreal
This white sand ocean floor

Or the white mink rug
On your bedroom floor
Littered with palo santo
Gems & sage
Can't you see
I'm locked in your flowered cage
Romanticizing coming home

Praying every time
I walk through those wooden doors
Your cabin in the woods
Trading this fur for your goods
The exchange is mutual my dear
Always ending up at your ears

Spinning circles into your cheek bones
Milk thistle honey and silk robes
I lose myself into your eyes
Smearing lines of the past
Wondering who you really are
Waking up again in your arms

The ocean waves break against my limbs
As this sun slowly kisses
Me softly back to sleep
Swimming back to you
In my mind
Swimming through
These time zones
To your delicate treat

Rest your collar upon
My beating heart
Let these waves
Wash our fear apart
Soaking up another
Beautiful bountiful day
Lost on this white sand beach
With you on my mind
With the hands of time on our side

My eyes closed up to the sun
I feel you everywhere
Sprawled out on this beach
Into your womb

Into your wooden cave
Keep me your comfort slave
I'll be the pillow
You be the sheets
Nestle up inside of me
Wash us to sleep

Back into your world
Spinning with eyes
Up to the sun
Back on the earth
Falling back into you again
With these gentle waves
Lapping at our feet

Monday, December 11, 2017

NIGHT RAPIDS

scared to show you the cracks
in the cup
where the ridges
have been glued
the semi-gloss glaze
covers them neatly

scared to show you the cracks
in my mind
the places where the
fear stays cool
& damp
the charade
covers them neatly

scared to show you the cracks
in my amour
the places where
the steel
is not flush
slits of sliding metal
over gentle warm
malleable flesh
beneath the surface

scared to show you the cracks
in my attention
where my mind takes
me away
distracted
down through the cold
river of fear
& shame

scared for you to see
this rickety wooden
moss covered canoe
catching a glimpse
of me paddling
focused
into the cold
lost
into the darkness of the night
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Wednesday, July 24, 2013

JUST LIKE I SUFFERED

Just a phone call
& blink, I'm there
Like night
On skin
Walking in
I win
That moment
Black tights, stems
Legs of dreams
Seams, blackened
Boots like our pasts
Passing the others
Dining
Beaming
Shiny teeth
Colored trinkets
Sprinklets
Of romance
Spill accidental
From your mouth
You pout
Sharing your battered
Hands & bruised ribs
Just the way i remember
You my dear
My love
Stay near
Let me just in, a bit
Closer, to smell you
Seep, you, inside
To hide

In the night
About to escape
The city of apples
Never sleeps
Sheep
Sleepishly
I retreat, back
Into questions
I peruse
Searching for
Clues, that just
Maybe
Just
Maybe
You've missed
Me too

Asking why I haven't
Been writing
Nibbling lips
Searching for some
Effervescent reason
Why
Can't really say
Just the sad
Fact that no one
Seems to move
Me, this way
You do
Every time
Your in the room
June

Boom
Twenty one hundred
Tiny red ballons
I can write
The walls
Blow up bathroom stalls
Instigate, navigate, resuscitate
Cathedral halls, with choirs
Chain saws & straws
& a thousand bee stings
No matter
I just want the honey baby
Lean over
I'm hungry baby
I am a pig
I am a dog

I am the wolf
Let me eat you out, deer
Let me teach you about, dear
Let me see through all your teenage years
Tears, simmer them down
Drape, scapula
Tibula
Fibula
Ovary
Jovially
I'd destroy
All that you touch
Indeed
I hope you suffer

With out me
There
You'll find
Happiness
I'm sure
Its the cure from
The pain
You must sink
Into darkness
Just beyond the rain
Letting it into your boots
Soaking socks
On lookers flock
To find those places
Of strength
And knowledge
So jump those cliffs
Ride those rails
And let them hurt you
In all the ways you fear

Because I promise you
My dear
Just the ways
I was raised
True art is born
From braised
Heat, boiled over
Scars
Reaching, pulling
Jumping in
And out of moving cars
Crossing borders
& promises
Losing everything
You ever left the house
With and more
Only then will
You find the door
That opens on it's own
Happiness, solitude
& your home

It's in that place
That I beg your fingers
Beep beep & trace
The phone open
Dial my numbers
To find me mumbling
In some Trader Joe's
Line
Waiting for time
Itself, to reveal
To revel
The bevel, of time, slimes
Past the twelves
Chasing the nines
One day again
You'll be mine
Little ear
All bad things pass
In time you hear
Now put your
Hair up in a pony tail
One last time
Before you leave
So I can stare at
Those cheek bones
& heave
Deep inside
Yearn
For
You
Truly
Are
The
Kryptonite

That kills
My dear
I hope you suffer
Just like
I've suffered
And on the other side
Of the hands of time
I'll see you there

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Saturday, May 11, 2013

THE ARC OF REJECTION


Glaring
Sparkling
Magnetic
Allure
Grumpy
Upset
& hungry
I take you
Every way
I take you
Every day
The electric
Shock
The toxic
Waves
I feel
Every time
You turn away

Electric fence
Please
Keep me away
Something about
Being an addict
Don’t touch the stove
Its hot
Spending a life line
On burns
A life time
Churn
Of starving
Ferns
Stretching to the light
Photosynthesis
Doesn’t work
In the dark
Our love
Is a shark
& I wait
For you to bite

Humanize the day
Consume me
While I pay
Infuse me
With sacred
Spirits
I pray

Twenty years
In the dark
Rolling
Smoldered
Now I yearn
For light
The world turns
On my shoulders
Telling you tonight
How much I miss
Romance

Dancing
Passion
Holding something
Close to the chest
Some heart
Stricken goals
The way to the heart
Through my coals
My eyes
My head
Trace me
Feed me
Do something
That no one else
Can do
Something
That no one else
But you

The pipe
The pain
My fantasy
You may never change
The way back

I once stumbled upon
That place in your
Arms
Your legs
Waiving like
The freedom
Of the flag
That used to waive
So freely

In the car with my father
The final days
Of his life
Knowing that memory
Would last forever
Wish I had another
Man to call
& ask
To see
To have another
Adult
To tell me

Walk away
Run free
Burning hands
Sticking
Electric wire
Fascinated
The spark
The arc
Of rejection
Must be some kind
Of sick joke
My heart
A broken spoke
All the lovers
I hurt in the past
Riding away
On rusted bicycles

Wishing I could
Just bury my self
In your ass
Sleep in the dark
Till Sunday
Your thighs
Eyes
In the elevator
The rain
I would take any angry
Day away
My dame

But you just
See the shame
You just electrify
& I want
To touch
& smell  
This burning hair

For you are
The stove
I am the hand
And I just can’t stop
Burning this way

I can’t find
The way back
That place
I stumbled upon

Closed arms
Coveted thighs
Just a memory
Your eyes
Now just the fence

Blue
Electric
Flashes
Stuck in my head
Again
With my lies
As my hand traces
Over the map
Dulled thumbs
Nibbled nails
Gentle & frail
How did I get
So much older
To find myself alone

I should have left
Bread-crumbs
Or some secret cloak
To sneak me through
Your guarded alarms

Map faded
Dusty black
Because
I just can’t seem to find
The way back
Into your arms

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Friday, April 19, 2013

THE HITCH OR THE HONDA


Sitting
Theater
Minds
Condominium
Learning
Oblivion
Passing
Bars
Watching
Movies
Speeding
Cars
Somehow
You
On my mind
Invisible
Hat
Wondering
Cat
Where
Your long
Hair waves
Lonely
Freckle
Miniature
Ears
Giant
Mouth
Tiny
Tears

Listening
At home
Watching
Movies
Whirled
By the twenties
Curled
On your
Tiny screen
Watching them die
Wishing
For a butterfly
To spin
Me
& sleep

My cocoon
Of red
Tucked
Away
Watching
Sheep
Wanting
The noose
Walking the deck
At night
Your voice
Wrapping
My neck

Lost
At the counter
Yesterday
When I had
To buy a new tie
Knowing
That mine
Probably
Won’t make it
Back home

It’s where
I want to be
Somewhere
Tucked away
Your swoon
Waiting
For
Our
Time
Spring
Hissing
Traffic
Through
The blinds
We bloom
In my mind
Seeing

Feeling
I was
There
In that grace
Barren
Dry
Knee high
In your space
Next to you
In that place
Where my
Black tie
Gently
Rest
Still 

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