* he tells me i deserve more i deserve him . he could give me everything his words trite so his actions . i will not use wisdom silence and good manners i will state his fate . i don’t have knees anymore i won’t wait more moves is that i’m so bored . there […]
The London Hours, 2012
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* opposite to notting hill cross over up and down fast steps avoid the rain . really i could do without same reactions mob group – i want more . i want different i want the far out i want to see new . silence and solitude large eyes on everything and hands on me […]
* I had to hold it out to follow the new route no calls nor music . thoughts hunting i’ve no more room for pissy friends . one after another acting out selfish scenes i’ve no more emotions . i will stay as still as marble and allow you out of my day out of […]
* it is so, i can’t stand too many voices, fuzzies, not a sound here . a lot of smiling men girls wearing odd clothes she by my side too long her harm gripping mine . i tried to evade the hour fixing images and lines tall shoes and red net socks . soft the […]
* half boy half man half girl half boy half woman half girl . half is all we get half time half love . half girlfriend half boyfriend i didn’t mean that . you are too needy no i was too cold sorry you make me feel sweet . i can’t handle that you are […]
* it was soaring in a dream as a cloud one of many . gray and dripping removed and far tears no more and steps were firm . in a mirror i started the trip looking straight naked . it could have been with you the crazy dream of fast drives and riches deep desire […]
* The hour approaches the you has changed colors as seasons do . I like yours better hues of wheat and blue skies his were the colors of night . his eyes too small and close together I’d rather be close to you and dive into large ones . although one looks away although spring […]
* as curved on an abstract composition . i was stepping on thoughts where I was born, wasn’t Texas where I grew up, wasn’t Italy where waters run beside and skins laid against soft and sunlight . I received as I drove a visual road it was before it happened I can’t pinpoint smoky actions […]
* following a long winter rain tears falling on a wet lonely bosom . I breath many short and close small, compacted . a vision after another slim as a trail out of a dark maze . punches, songs to my heart, reconciled your beauty sipping in . the scum dried on me washed out, […]
* Run your finger through (me) A boat on a river smooth wet Dig deeper still across it Hungry eyes breathing near Wind in a cave dripping words Tongue piercing lifting me up Fold me again once more put me away . . Filed under: Poetry