Arbitrary Madness. Artistic Exploration. Dope Things.
You might say I’m like fine wine But I’d rather be water Refreshing, healing Giving you LIFE Some people crave wine Indulge and overindulge in it And when they’re done, what is it they NEED? Water I’m not talking the kind that’s tainted I’m acid-, cocaine-, and sugar-free I’m not addictive, baby You want meContinue Reading “water”
You’ve done everything but hit itDreamed about herPut your lips on herTasted herNaively, you thought that would be enough to curb the cravingIt only awakened itNow you remember why you gave her upThe highAlwaysComesWith a priceIn the momentThe urge is nearly uncontrollableHow bad can it be, really?You know it’s wrongAt least that’s what some sayButContinue Reading “Mary Jane”
I talk to myself a lot more now. I just didn’t realize it until I finally tried talking to other people again. See, I thought that I didn’t have much to say, and that’s why I stayed quiet. “What’s going on?” “Oh, nothing much. Just working and singing,” I’d say. I thought in terms ofContinue Reading “Me and Myself”
you know my name, but you’ll forget my facethere’s something special about meyet you’re incapable of seeing it, while you…you fill every breath i breatheyou’re with me when i wake, when good happens, and when i’m chasing away the badeveryone can see ithow i long for you while you long for herhow i’d embarrass myselfContinue Reading “sabrina”
“I want the power to slow and speed up time at my will. Going into the past or future is too complicated, too messy. Immortality is too life-changing – what if death is that the thing that makes life worth living and awareness of it is the thing that makes us human? I won’t pretendContinue Reading “if you could have any superpower…”
It’s expanding I can’t believe the way that it swells and grows It’s unlimited This is love When you touch me You turn the key to time Everything stops except my mind racing to imprint memories of flesh and heat This Is love I want you Close to me in a number of ways OnlyContinue Reading “hello love”
This poem was written circa December 2008. Unlike the others, I fancied myself reading this one out loud at some open mic somewhere or other. i’m looking for good conversation, healthy stimulationno it doesn’t involve what I’m wearing, where we’re going tonight, or what you’re daydreaming aboutyou don’t need a phone or computer eithercuz you’reContinue Reading “conversation”
I’m good at burying myselfSo deep not even I can seeBut lately, I’ve been diggingOn my hands and kneesIn the dirtEyes wild and feverishBut instead of elation, I feel sheer terror every time something shows itself from the grimy, dark coating of timeThings I forgotOr never expected to seeSuddenly loosed themselvesGo back! I yelpNo, noIt’sContinue Reading “buried”
I’ve slipped back into poetry lately. Writing it, reading it. It’s the best medicine for those times when your brain isn’t really thinking as well as your heart is feeling. But because of that, poetry is extremely vulnerable – especially for those of you that can read between the lines. So, to ease back intoContinue Reading “the way of words”