Wednesday, October 27, 2010

turn

There are so many here. Some together, some alone; some connect.
The unknown, the lost, the seeking, the ever-hopeful.
Simple words bloom and die, then bloom again somewhere else. We might find the right ones in bits and pieces, everywhere. Only to take them apart, try to put them together again.

What changes, what remains?
What doth thou look for? What doth thou think thee may find?
What have you to say?

Thursday, October 21, 2010

The Heat In Your Words

Let me look at you however I want.
Does it scare you, the unknown
reflecting from my eyes?
Let me hold you, make your blood run.
Let me whisper in your ears, let me listen
to your heart beat and your mind race.

You don't have to love me, just keep me close

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Don't Dream This

I want you to fill my mouth with your desires, your ideas and

with my tongue I shall give it all back, and then some

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

it always starts small

I want to talk it out, rolling in clouds and clouds of words; some above my head and some sinking, disappearing. Others sticking, catching inside me; rearranging the molecules and worlds that I am a part of.
Save your ink for my skin.

a little more to the left

I don't know what you want and I don't know what I'm doing, but all you have to say is "stop" and I'll go.

Saturday, October 9, 2010

Blinded by the Light

Just when I thought I saw, I plunged, into darkness
it's hard to believe in what you can't see past your peripheral vision
walk carefully, forward, nothing is known

Friday, October 8, 2010

calling out to the darkness

Please don't question your existence in relation to me.

They say you can't feel pain in dreams. That's not true. I can see, I can feel, I can taste.
When I pinch myself, it hurts but I don't feel reassured.

But when your skin is between my teeth and I nip and pull, I see your reaction; that look in your eyes, that moment, I know that isn't my imagination. You are real.