May 2012
6 posts
Be quiet, be mine
He said be quiet now…as I kiss you. His mouth like pale pink rose petals; Eyes, reflective like a porcelain framed mirror. I like kissing you, this and that of you And on your hands through the slender Bones of your fingers. You make my muscles tense. I like kissing you, your ins and outs Right side up and upside downs From naval to spine. I like kissing you the way waves Kiss the first...
Bloom
There was nothing… Nothing but night. And all those nights-they were the same; All of them dark. Hours, seconds, slowly extinguishing. Putting off dawn and morning lights To preserve a sky that blooms like candles. These moments They descend Until I swear all that remains are the arrangements For the sum of my whole. And all of those nights-they were silent; More silent than any sunbeam...
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There is a love So profound That its suffering is like death; Only sweet on my tongue, As on my tomb.
Cardinal Prayer
I had seen you as such… Indifferent. A slow, floating path of light. As cool as every blue wave that entered your hands; The way he lay me beside his thighs at dusk, Salt through my bones- I’ve turned to rust. I’ve been sick now, through my eyes and fingers, The scent of a man On a dark roof.
I do not belong… To you. Bitter, whom I’ve Spread drought through like a...
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I see creatures. Their faces are just a glimpse In the darkness, of the darkness. Isabella sings their tune… We will never be alone. Never be alone. Never alone. Never wanting Or okay, I know that we will never be alone.
Curiosity is an attempt to make sense of the world I see their shadows and I know That we will never be alone.
The Endurer
(A friend asked me to create a piece for him that’s based on his feelings for me, but written from his point of view…this is what I wrote.)
You’re sitting outside my home, quiet, serene. Skin like cotton overcasts, as if you are blended so smoothly with the rising air. I had dreamed of you the night before while you slept with your back to me, cold and callous. Gracefully...
April 2012
5 posts
2 tags
The sate hymns
Captain…fragrance of a clear night, Overtaken by light descending through my bones. You are as complicated as…Seattle sun. Simply so intricate. Rare. Every freckle-every spot-trace your skin And limbs-like chicken pox.
Behind me As you move Those delicate hands around the air, Your eyes are hand painted. My spirit is split from music, to the embodiment Of all my atoms; The pulsating...
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Infaust, for all that separates us
I can smell you in the fresh air… In the rain outside of my door. I still taste every song you wrote- Breathing life in me…onto my lips. I’ve been too lonesome to call you, I see you’ve got a garden, and a beautiful black wife. I bet you’re happy at home- Never alone- That’s quite a life. I love your daughters curly dark hair. She’s wearing the clothes...
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Voices and verses
Where have you been? I’ve not been waiting- But I’ve been around; I’ve felt infinitely better Since I’ve left this town. Blind, but alright. Blind…but alright, Nothing like dying instead of having to fight. Blind, but alright. Blind…but still breathing. I’ve been just fine, just fine, and I was just leaving.
Then up from the steps-your face on the queue-...
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Captinova
When the morning sun-began to rise, It burned out my heart just like-fireflies. Softly you whispered, so deep my bones would break, How softly I dreamt, until cried myself awake.
Your beating heart is a hymn, An ocean, Like music from inside your chest. Echoing through the layers of your skin- Mounting in between my breasts.
I’ve tried to flood the engines, Drink any time I’ve...
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Lying in Repose
Echoes, every hour; your voice As an idly passing season. Fall. Or Spring…where I’m aerial. Immaterial.
This is the part I am, of me that dies.
A piece of blindness between us- Kindling under the rays of unsetting suns. But I love you…coming suddenly, and without prevail. My chest-as if my mouth-hungers for your hair; Though I am non existent and you are long forgotten.
I am...
March 2012
2 posts
Sense to tie
He said without breath- Without trembling,
I was your first. Your lust. I am…your past, Tied to memory. Chained…to your memory. I am your strongest tie. Strongest lie! Your sense of smell and every taste. I am the fateful tie to your highest power!… And you will not forget about me. You will not forget about me.
His tongue turned to soil As my feet shook underneath. There were birds overhead...
Fresh from the drench
(One night as I slept, I dreamt of sitting at a table with Pablo Neruda; in my dream I wrote this.)
Pathways of hands, His rebounded inside my chest Through hair woven in rays, resounding as sun Burning through my pulse-as if it were my own beat.
He is…simple, anything but- The curvature of his shoulders, Slender nostrils floating beneath The center of two, intricate seas. You...
January 2012
5 posts
Three Noir's
All you do is ache. The divine…they don’t feel your prayers Like the sun freeing from your chest. No taste of limber tears as they Stream thin lines down your burning cheek. The night Through flashes Is country dark and vague; Hovering your knees In bare, sardonic, cell spreading plague. I needed you.
I needed no one!
Painting my way, red, til a dream ensues; There’s only...
Rust
The moon is raw-on the mountain, Taken aside, and inside It feels like I could heal… But I know. I know. Its lit up like silver, Reminding me you’re not around, You just keep me down, Feed me to the ground- Turning my cells…into dust… Flood me faster til I start to rust.
I made a mistake. I painted this picture, Made it through the day, I made a mistake. I made a mistake....
These sheets
Stay, stay with me awhile- I don’t know you child- But, you’re filling up this hole. They are saying things about me- Reckless and disturbing- But you’re softening the blow.
Why…why did you go? Said you’d let me know, Why did you go, so far away? Why…why did you go? Was I not enough? Did I push you away? Why did you go, did you go away?
I couldn’t give...
Bereave
As my arms stretch out The sea has returned with its unforgiving mask To push me bitterly into my place. Where here, I’ve not existed for you. But come so close as to feel your hands Once again, as through my sleep. Your eyes, too bright for the sky- Stealing rays and building them into your hair. I have seen the sunlight from my window- From a tent and cradled adoringly inbetween your arms;...
Monster and the Martyr
Your little sunburst lips are like cannibals; Feeding on the lonesome weak And drunk on the fragile. Never before has a taste of a bitter brew start Lingered in my mouth. Never before did your song turn my head Straight off Til it hit the ground.
When you see me falling backwards- Like imprinted stars I’ll fly, Don’t hesitate to wish or to wonder Once I crash if I’m still alive....
December 2011
1 post
(Hook Line and Sinker) Landscape Hymnings
By night, that heart- Its escaped from my prison of a chest. Through darkness It knows no other way than to search for you- Your moonshine skin And roman candle hair. The rest of me remains, sit and wait For your ghost to reappear to me as I sleep. The sand grains of white Stolen oceans and red flaring lights Natures golden bright raining avenues; Is this the color of regret?
Where the living...
November 2011
4 posts
Colliding modesty with Captains
I’ve seen the red river… I love you modestly; Though my legs wandered off- My mouth laid dreams to where you are. So effortlessly That when you sleep- My eyes, too, close.
That infinite night.
And nights, they have you colliding like salt water; These slow Autumns and street lamps… Every moment carries you to me As if every tide exists. May I once again fall in love with you...
Drunk and Clean
Oh, she lived, same as clouds sailing. Same as his waves and tides. Same as veins and saline. And the Captain, he was never caught stealing. His girl, who lived in the sky, Captain never saw She was absent of feeling.
“Hey…darling, what do you see? Cause I see nothing else When you’re around me. So tell me muppet…do you wanna be free? Because I’d wear these chains if...
Asphyxiate the flower, the sky, the ear
I wanted to taste the air of the night Through your mouth- Lips and on your breath, Tangled on your tongue; But Damon, I’ve never felt an aching quite like you. I’ve regretted moments- The night I sighed- Or lost a vein. A night or two I’ve felt a dream, Woke up just to drown in the blood of own pain. No river drowns my heart; And no ocean could drown me, No bath tub Lake Or creek beside Could end...
So much and no other
These words Like dreams In breath itself Winds my chest deep in and out. It always finds me… The gentle way I watched your body unfold, What let loose hands have been born to distressingly hold. No heart of gold Or pedestal to kneel- No more pitiful fingers that I’ve longed to feel. Once more…and without Autumn These gasps are not sure to last- But drift into screams that keep me...
October 2011
4 posts
River be a gun
I once owned a set of hands-whose fingers wrote Words as deep as a flood; Then out from the wilderness came the stars- Turning ink stains into dust. I can feel your legs digging inside my bones Begging for me to take the trail home; Where is the riverside? When will it flow by? I can’t rely on the stars Because I own the sky.
When will it all end? When will it be done? Where will I be? ...
Seconds lost
What a shame, I could have been more than your lover. What a shame, one time that had to end. The hours always pass for me, so quick, A hundred thousand seconds lost always make me sick. What a shame, I didn’t know you better. What a shame, you never let me go. Take the road to my home, You knew I was alone, Leave the poem on the door and I’ll find…
It was me who didn’t...
Two Meanings
I hear it in my ears, calling again; It’s become hard not to love you- When every sun is a reminder Carrying your name through the wind. The fault of our own stars The way you move-in tune- Like nightmares. I walked out tomorrow, Body melting in the breath; Can’t colonize the starlit skies With amber waves And every scent of desperation that once did over exist. If I had fingers,...
Decay-dance
You’re speaking in tongues to me with riddles With questions And no legible answers- Only ones that shred your skin Like a golden red drop of a leaf, Dripping fiction on to wooden floors. Sparking fires- I wanted nothing more than to stay with you… Nothing more than to be happy with you At the side of riverbeds and Mountain ranges. So fast in your decay this season. I can hardly make...
September 2011
11 posts
Warm
Breathing makes me ill; The pages of this book littered with Dissolving dots of salty tears over graceful ink stains, The scent like your skin after Sprawled out legs on the dirt. I love you, in a way that twists up my words- Exchanging them for unfamiliar silences. Under the warm weight of your arms I slept like stars and lullabies- Cool air leaving my lips.
Now I watch as your body skips...
The Visitor (Comatose to Compose)
I found no reason to believe… No reason like sun in your hair. Is what’s yet to come So much better than what’s came before? No reason like the blue in your stare. You were too quick a call to believe… My mouth lied and dried As if I laid and cried All the tears that spread salt on your shore.
Oh, and I do recall All of our dances under the fall; Your hand in mine One...
Blur the line of Invervention
Your hands-as sharp as the knives you kept, Place them on my fingertips- Forge them slow into my chest. Let me see you for minutes, hours, days; Give me flowers, vodka, hope- Bones, universe, and pain. Singer lips Crawling across the surface of my cells. Your mouth always speaking through words Until there’s blood- Magnets- Anchored by a night Too bright for me. My wrists and your knees Fill...
Nocturnal
All of these devils will make the paper- Make the news… Like salt in the waves There’s nocturnal salt shoved in my wounds. I’m sorry, I couldn’t love every soul I see- Black mouths like rivers And death-strolling right past me. With these damaged hands I’m not even fit To touch the skin on you- To touch things that don’t exist. I’ve been sinking half this...
The native saint of England
Volcano eyes… I’ve buried a legacy of tears in his name. I’ve been weaving through his hands In my chest- Bleeding on every heart that torches the ground I’ve been laying here…dying on. My arms will never drop to Uncover my shattered eye lids and weak bones. I’m not moving for shelter, or cold. Its only his face that soothes me. His mouth has saints living...
Fall of 1712
Septembers forest firewood air, Full moon, silver symmetrical Shreds of Autumn running. Backed…by iron skies as midnight oceans. The atmosphere, shifting beds Overhead Indispensable rose cheeks Quilted by soft, rustic life. The colors in day, of a dream; Restless to return after the covers of twilight. No gold exists more fearless. My eyes sing a tune- Until tears, like fireflies, Sparkle...
Efflorescence
You climbed the petals without feet weighing you down, Bruising the lips of a star, Kneeling down before her as a deserted cathedral. I see your body trying to move like the God in your ocean- But you’re creaking, Snuffed out the virgin In a dream that comes with no measure. Let us make fire, fuss, silence and sound So we can burn, defend the flesh we unbound. Your veins…circling above...
Roots
I’ve kept you barely alive By dreams and by breath, Your hands have unbalanced measures of earth Pumping erect into my heart. I keep you forged there- Memories of ritual waves crashing Against my shoreline. You have nothing to give me but your fingernails, Batted eyelashes And rain soaked you can’t take back I love you’s. You slide and slip Over busted lips And carnal hips…...
She never said feathers couldn't hold the weight
A piece of weather falls from the sky; Weight of rocks spilling down- Dim celestial light on my skin. Atmosphere of burning Autumn wood Aging, blading across my senses. Drowsily I swallow every drink, Reflective prophecy of the glass Like an old mirror- A deep, hollow hell And bitter shell of what used to be. What never became.
The wind impales my chest Through bones and skin, my heart. The...
Lean in twice, barren days and distant nights
My pale heart Fluttering like bees wings inside a storm; You could never embrace me. Where? When? On what shore? All the limbs of love are immersed in confusion… The fragrance of your inconsistency Leaned into my mouth-and kissed me twice. Once by day And once by night. My words- As clear as firelight- Are like silences hidden in sequestered stars Your delicate eyes gaze upon when...
Shudder Fowl
We walked down- A trigger in the sand, Hid away right in the open- A cue for your demand. I want to touch those lips again, Underneath silver skies And Autumn sun. Just a taste, Just a shriveled taste, Warning from the barrel of your gun.
It was fall now on the ocean- So I shuddered with your heat Down my arms. In the commotion of the city You heard the sirens And the alarms. We sped out of the...
August 2011
10 posts
Medication
Sometimes I feel like I’m just going to drift away. Eyes rotating into golden suns… Deep crescents skimming swiftly through stars. When I sleep-its imagination that runs with my brain Side by side with my heart; And the animosity curls until it exists no more- Vanishing within the daylight As high as it can sore.
My arms drop back, no resistance as my chest levitates Into the calmest...
If it matters to you
I can’t sleep…. Your body used to make me feel warm. I don’t want any of this. No, I don’t want any of this. These images of you in the sunshine- Breathing down my neck. You hum delicate tunes with pianos in my ear; Too weak to continue to be Your delicate starshine kiss. Not that it matters to you- But I can’t love you anymore… My heart is ripped in more than...
To stay
Why can’t I be the one with all the pretty eyes? Never blinded by the facts- Living lovely in the lies. Oblivion is blades of grass, It brings comfort to your spine; So when I say I’m doing well You’d know I really do feel fine.
I’m not one for having things That others can take away, Its easier to mend the heart When you never expected those things to stay. You might call...
Course of nature
I miss the little crooked edge of your lip, The giant gaze in your giant eyes; Little slope On chipmunk nose. Being home in your arms.
My heart grows fierce-for the tender and the weak. Then when it blows-it blows thunder-from my hair down to my feet. As it bellows-the fleeting sense it fills-for the stronger and the sweet. I want the sweet left in your eyes to come shine its light on me, So when...
Sweet
Are you sleeping? Still so sweet… Are you contended sleeping-? Are you better sleeping without me? Intoxicated, on your bed.
Your face is like black Churning, fucking me filthy in my soul- Digging like its a body In another empty hole. There’s an end where we meet, This joke is starting to get old- Am I getting through-? Did I ruin you? Does your kiss still taste sweet Or is it burning up...
There is no brighter diversion in the sky Than those whole love until they die. Pressing for lips so sour and sweet- My heart still beats from your hair follicles To my feet. A mouth could suck the love straight From your thigh Til for all others it runs dry. My mouth could suck the love straight From your thigh Til for all others you run dry. The lonely way the toes will walk… No spine would...
Morning
I miss the scent of your hair in the morning… Against the crystallization of relentless currents, Immersing faintly beside the grass. Sun, baring down, as one arm stretches- The other across my back With black fire knots, like blades, billowing down. The sharp trick of your voice in the morning- A gentle prick of your nails on my skin. We step out into the the sunlight, Wind like rivers...
Better late than never is still never
What once was always said, No matter what you’ll be, There’s nothing left to see- Nothing left to say. We were just a moment- We were all a day; And there is nothing left to see.
I saw you running off the campfire; Running past the tree; There was nothing left for you there…. There was nothing left of me. No matter what I say, The world is said and done. With all the sparkles...
For Salt and Sky
Sometimes it hurts too much to hear your voice… Every reminder; Rain filled clouds spitting out sun, Echoing the braiding light burning through your hair. Puget waters- Mimicking bays- Mimicking blues eyes For a captain to catch the skies. Bullet touches And broken city roads On lamp lined streets to nowhere. You knew the owner On that lamp lit street to nowhere.
Memories, they stain the...
Waves of Tiny Electric Voices
Take a ride eight miles to the sky, Just a servant of stars- Make you believe you are high. Gravity explodes like symbols In the sun- Crash down every second, Colors blasting through the record. Waves of tiny electric voices Speeding through my oxygen- Through the ground.
Waves of tiny electric voices. Waves of tiny electric voices Waves of tiny electric voices Speak to me. Call my name.
Your...
July 2011
7 posts
-Untitled-
Aware Yet fragile Codependent- Floating in the sea. Shuffling limbs Begging to hope What hope would never beg of me. Watching birds and bodies pass- Your body set to rise. Nothing sweeter than your face- Nothing more lifeless than your eyes.
I’ll see your bone devour your skin Until every inch of you melts away. I would take your pain and keep it If life were made that way. I would take...
Providence
My atoms are built by frail moons In such unflattering light, But all the stars are flaming Crashing down from invisible frames of height. My cells are solid glass- There will be a swarm of bees; Every season evolves Just to pass To freeze your heart right to your knees.
Your love has got me all fucked up, Stuck and dry I can’t get up. Lets talk dirty Behind unbridled doors; How many times...