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Back to Sleep

You aren't alone..

Lay down, Ignore the pain, Close your eyes, Imagine it again- You aren't alone, There's someone with you, Don't be lonely, I am here. Curl up close, Careful- it hurts, I'll hold you tight, but gentle enough that it won't hurt you. Tight hugs, tight enough for closeness; safety, soft enough it doesn't squeeze, Are you okay? I breathe I leave I go to school, Back to bed- Back to sleep.

Rode Hard Put Away Wet

Who the hell's that old guy lookin` at.

Jumpin' out of the shower,lookin' in the mirror I seeswhiskers not dark brown, wild hairs grow'n ears, brows n' nose.Skin not so tight neither, face withered up like a punkin that's seen to much sun and cold.Chest's not up where it ott to be, come to think, neither is his belly.Abs are not like a wash board,what the hell happened to his ass? Needin' spendr's fer holdn up his jeans.Hey! there ain't nobody here but me. Then...

Dark Stormy Night

Dreams sometimes can feel so real.

It was a dark and stormy nightRain continued pounding hardThunder crashed and rumbledDark broken by strikes brightWind howling with ferocityBranches bent and snapping Tree trunks felled up rootedFear overtaken by curiosityFace against window peeringAble to see with each flashDestruction like a war zoneLuminosity again disappearing Waking anxious from my dreamRealizing that the resonanceWas not that of devastationBut a bab...

All your possessions aren't really yours to begin with. It's all rental. a personal heirloom of some sort, your fingerprints the only remnants of your presence, your adventures the fables of your life. She's/he's perfect. clean, untainted, like a blank canvas before society smears 99 shades of shit all over it.Poincare recurrence theorem, all systems go, reincarnation. Poof, Vamos, you're a cat, a perfectly propagated bla...

Zubaidah was only 14 the first time she was laid. There was no emotion, just placid motions of the old in out, and before she knew it, she was no longer a virgin. It was all business. She hung around with the hoodrats and drug peddlers of Tiong Bahru, talking in adult tones, way too vulgar for a girl her age. With nothing else to do, they sat around, shot marbles and complained about life. A man would come up to her, name...

My Chateau

My alter speaks

Cast into the darkness of my mind.Reality thrown away long ago. Swirling in a fantasy world blind.Round and round, tumbling slow. Voices shouting obscenities, not kind. Not feeling any kind of warmth, woe! A scary place not meant for mankind.It is my leave of refuge, my chateau. Away from actuality, a space maligned.Hidden I can cry alone, feelings throe. Venturing here each time more confined. Light obscured, I am back a...

Hotel With A View

One random act can change many lives forever.

Hotel With A View In front of the Beachside Hotel a skirt of Bermudagrass flows gracefully toward the Pacific Ocean before hemming the edge of a sheer cliff. The plunge to sea is covered in the yellow grass children nibble for the sour insides. Tight against the talus, a railroad moves up and down the coast, embracing the shore in places, traveling inland to city centers in others. The track here is as close to the ocean...

My Buddy

A visitor that doesn't lift my spirits

I have this buddy that comes to visit me.Do you know him, he may even visit thee? After he arrives, I am never feeling mellow.I think he is of Asian ancestry this fellow. When he visits he always leaves me feeling blue.If I allow him in and with me he shares a brew. Our conversations are of how hard done by I am.He never lets me feel that my life is not a sham. He must be a good chum because he visits frequently.Showing u...

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Mischievous Mind

Distracted minds venture to weird places.

inner darkness I lurk fantasy mind at work repeatedly so berserk continually I rework walk around the cirque again everything murk mind begins to quirk veracity on hold smirk emotions start to perk maybe I should shirk devil the real clerk eccentricity does irk reality retuning jerk now time for work

Covers

Don't be fooled by glitz and glamour.

Sometime showing glitz and glamour, the cover of a book deceives. When opened and read, the wordsshow no sparkle, or sex appeal. Judging a book by its cover alone, does not let you see what is within. When we first meet another person,it is very much the same. Judging by their appearances alone,the real person can be missed. What appears inside can surprise! A heart of gold, full of love and caring,a real gem, full of sci...

Tonight

I look at you, and ask, “When will this dream ever be fulfilled?”

Tonight, when you lay down to sleep I hope you dream about me.Now, close your eyes my darling, relax your body, mind and soul.Go to a place where lovers meet, look around, can you see me.I always dream of you, going to that place where only two can go.I’m there darling, looking for you, longing for this to be real.I reach out to you, our fingers touch, I feel it deep in my soul.Your caress trailing softly on my skin, "Oh...

My Hidden Reality

I can only hide from myself for so long.

It’s coming from each sideI can feel it surround meChoking, suffocating I can’t see it, yet still it’s there A thousand tiny hands Holding, pressing Pinning me where I stand I can’t understand it Confusing, condemning Where reality and fantasy touch The blurry border I walk Twisting, turning Never-ending agony Burning my thoughts and dreams Searing, scarring The guilt is overwhelming Staining my world red Blurring, shapin...

Smoky Dream

Knowledge Acquired

Searching higher ground reason within The last of a kind that cuts confused the skin, Winds that blow ever so strong, fearless icy cold Cold that once was warm so alluring, inviting A blaze, flame tall, colored as the aurora borealis Waves of seductive fire calling one to dance Dance that created music, verses and poems Deep sighs, fast heartbeat, wet lips, release Laughter, tears, thoughts, restless sleep Sleep much need...

Sisyphus

A series of poems based on the Sisyphus myth

Note: Several people have asked why I use the name Sisyphus and so I’ve decided to publish several of the poems over the next few days from my book length poem based on the myth. You will see that all of the poems take place with Sisyphus pushing the huge stone up the steep hill while singing his story to the stars.DEAR STARSDear Stars, I toss these words into the skylike a juggler tosses balls he cannot catch.I don’t kno...

Desires vs. Needs

Will I be happy with just a taste?

Decisions to make, not knowing which?Bring into full light, for everyone to see?Wonton real desires, real factual needs?Bury back again, dark, deep maybe at sea? Feeling of something foreign,within my mouth be tasted.Desires can they be realized, do they need forever wasted? Can one chocolate satisfy,do I consume them all? Will a box full gratify,do I dare seize the call? Will I be happy with just a taste?Will I fall into...