A dam ruptures.
One after another,
Each crack begins to spread.
It spiders out,
And eventually weaves it's self into a web,
The beginning of destruction.
Each starting point is insignificant,
A fluke,
And in the end results in death.
Road
No more.
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Silence.
Silence.
There's a demand that can never be fed,
A hunger in which we can never fill.
The rush of cars in a big city or the pop of gunfire,
Dogs barking or the chain link fence clinking.
Children cry out as the noise fills their heads,
The darkness not enough shelter.
Palms pressing ears they listen,
And even the sound of their own breathing too much.
There's a demand that can never be fed,
A hunger in which we can never fill.
The rush of cars in a big city or the pop of gunfire,
Dogs barking or the chain link fence clinking.
Children cry out as the noise fills their heads,
The darkness not enough shelter.
Palms pressing ears they listen,
And even the sound of their own breathing too much.
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Break
She stumbles,
Spewing everything she has gathered
From the last fuck up.
Onto the ground,
Her fingers scrape the pavement
Trying to pick up any shattered remains,
Until they're raw,
Bleeding,
And unrecognizable chucks of
Bone-flesh.
Spewing everything she has gathered
From the last fuck up.
Onto the ground,
Her fingers scrape the pavement
Trying to pick up any shattered remains,
Until they're raw,
Bleeding,
And unrecognizable chucks of
Bone-flesh.
Dry
Drain me
Pull me away from everything.
My friends are no longer mine,
But people who should be distent.
Balance isn't in their vocabulary anymore
Compassion is never recognized.
Her lips press his and it's over,
Dry.
Pull me away from everything.
My friends are no longer mine,
But people who should be distent.
Balance isn't in their vocabulary anymore
Compassion is never recognized.
Her lips press his and it's over,
Dry.
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Pretend
She captured me
Showed me what imperfect happiness was
Let me hold her heart and feel it shutter when
My fingers brush her face
Teeth graze her skin softly
Let my arms slide around her waist and lose myself.
Gone as you may be
I know now
There's always the word 'lie'
In believe
The word 'over'
In lover
and the word 'end'
In pretend.
Showed me what imperfect happiness was
Let me hold her heart and feel it shutter when
My fingers brush her face
Teeth graze her skin softly
Let my arms slide around her waist and lose myself.
Gone as you may be
I know now
There's always the word 'lie'
In believe
The word 'over'
In lover
and the word 'end'
In pretend.
Sunday, August 29, 2010
The truth
I want you to take me
Lust for every imperfection
Thrive for every scar,
Every bruise,
And caress me like a goddess.
I want you to feel my unshaven legs,
Run your hands over them,
And love me.
Lust for every imperfection
Thrive for every scar,
Every bruise,
And caress me like a goddess.
I want you to feel my unshaven legs,
Run your hands over them,
And love me.
Friday, August 27, 2010
Say what?
Today, one single comment was all it took
Not a word in months,
Yet I begin salavating for your lips.
To feel your rough hands on my waist,
and I begin to drift.
Not a word in months,
Yet I begin salavating for your lips.
To feel your rough hands on my waist,
and I begin to drift.
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