Thursday, April 30, 2009

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

The Perfect Me

With 1 touch of the wick.
The spell was lifted.
Footsteps were walked on.
Then off.
Then on again.

Forget that the indigo blanket can smother the flame.
All dark waters are held at bay.
With truth to the self.
Restricted areas roped off.
The game is not a game anymore.
I denounce desire and put her in the corner.
With all her sexual innuendos on her sleeve.
Measures be made.
Fire contained for another day. . .
When there is something worth to burn about.

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Little Restrictions

Like walking in the same circle.

Saturday, April 25, 2009

Down Through

Sometimes I lay here outlining an imprint on the pillow.
Wishing you here with me.
You would read books to me.
Wearing your glasses.
Press me a kiss.
Till I take the book away.
Make you forget what you were saying.
With forceful laps.

It's been days since I have heard from you.
This is what I get to think about.
Through winds and cycles of me and you.
17 years in the making.
As always been.
Me over here... you over there.
Chicago blues.

Saturday, April 18, 2009

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Monday, April 13, 2009

Sunday, April 5, 2009

What is Affecting

You sit on one side of the room
I sit on the other side of the room
You got your hands deep in the existing static
My hands folded under the knees and my mind racing
Now and then put on pause

The mind flashes me a card
Then takes it away
I am baited for more and have become the master
Of waiting
For more