Sunday, March 1, 2009

It's So Easy


It's so plain and obvious
The desire and intrigue of you laced with powder
Like a open book

Pins in and on the stomach like sacrifice
Evidence caked under the finger nail
Hands behind the back and remnants of
Something full in my mouth and planted seed

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Sunday, February 1, 2009

Sleeping Spots


Midnight basking in the light pathway
Your nape a nesting ground to later swallow
The curl of fingers and toes folded
9 years in the making
Ritualistic assurance

Monday, September 8, 2008

My Fake Smile

I can't believe that you want to go over there and lick her button. To think of you between her legs makes me push my lunch by force at the toilet.

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Aftermath


See this hole there, this is where I keep your remarks.The feeling is mutual at this point on high scale with different punctuations. There is a tug and a pull that requires a purpose to be left in a corner to wait. If you are going to be so mean at least pull the strings tighter because I can still breath at this point.