screaming at low volumes
my body catch on fire when I wrapped in your arms; I’m feelin shivers my spine, you bring out tiger in me take sea from sand in great desire of wave. Beautiful liar, abducted dreams, imaginary fingers play strings attached a rib, Eve kiss me say me there is no god but you – one … Read moreuntitled
sweet lilting irish lass, take me across your sea that moats you heart. sweet lilting irish lass, show me the way to your finest pints. sweet lilting irish lass, let me drink your essence where your fears melt and my courage grows from whiskey shots and my reddened nose. sweet lilting irish lass leave your … Read moreIrish Lass
I can’t see, for this joy has consumed my eyes and my breath is short, stolen by the greatness of this moment. the heart: beating overtime running me to an early grave; should I die on this night … it will be just fine, just right.
There’s an empty spot, now, in the closet. The hangars are gone where the sweaters were. The blond at the end of the bar has stories to tell, but I won’t listen. The pony tail turns me on, the lean into things is a tease I barely notice. All I can think of is the … Read moreThe Closet
I want the lottery to be your birthday. And the smile next to me to be head i will never forget. I imagine it’s like the lottery. I’ll never forget your head.
“I never really loved her”, I will say to myself. It’s a commitment that I waiver on, regularly. She won’t see me or speak to me and I’m not sure it matters. My throat hurts from vomiting. the sun will never rise again, this I am sure of. It matters, somehow when a paradise is … Read moreAnything but now
Lock me away for our own safety, hang me for such crimes – to betray you shall condemn me – chain me to a wall Please, a payment to love, still incomplete, allow me sunlight mere minutes a day. Kiss my chest with your teeth and avoid all delicacy; wander me in circles in the … Read moreuntitled #4
I don’t care anymore if egos are satisfied and the sun never sets – i need a beer, badly – and I wind up on the road to a gunshot victim; it doesn’t matter at all, now, how many decent things can peek through the asphalt and spread petals wide, beaming smiles of adoration upon … Read moreCloudy Thursday
That son of a bitch moon is staring at meright through my window onto my deskand I know you’re looking in on mewith his xray-through-my-mind eyesand your particulate connection with him.Fine – watch me at this god forsaken houras I shift about and read endlesslythe garbage that is Kurt Vonnegut’sthrown away baby in a bag … Read moreIt’s Only Half a Moon Tonight
Saving the world, my world, it’s a big job that no one wants: tantrums and destruction, earthquakes and hurricanes. After the raging waters subside, there’s a lot to take care of. I can save my own world – sure; but I usually play the non-interventionist god and let the treasures be lost to sea, only … Read moreSaving The World