Mirror

All this time
it wasn't me
on the outside
I just
wouldn't
let you in.

Etiquette #4... encoded.

Do you remember
that time
when it was like
a pitt bull
eating mayonaise?
Yeah, this was that time...

Thin.

it wasn't what you said
no
it wasn't what you said
but rather
because I wanted it too much
I wanted
to be
that thin
slip of nothing
that you slid into your life
but I wasn't

relationship

the situation
forced
is in need
of a second opinion
mine
apparently
did not
suffice.

Number 3 and one half

white black meaningless waste
scrambling up to the top
breathing in slowly
labored
shuddering on its way
into the world
already an abomination
crawling forth into creation
crying out into the new

Prison (and Number 2)

Change the
smoking gun
the bullets
frozen in their chamber
the fire gone out
everyone is freezing
and we're all inside
shivering in the naked sun
making sure there aren't any cracks
only taking time to check the
thermostat

Number 1

The cats sing
and the wrist watch
ticks on
the dark dull distant day approaches
carrying two glasses
filled to the brim
with unending blood red
with heaven so close
and the maker
sighing into the microphone

Just once

It occurs to me
at times
most inconvenient
that you ended me
I just wanted in
I just wanted in for a minute
just a minute
just one
single
minute
I wanted in in in in in in
and it never came

Pulse

I remember the feeling
being completely
comfortable
with someone lying
between my breasts
exhaling, listening
but now
only my hands,
seek the beating heart.

night

when that part of loneliness
finds itself nestled in my heart
i stare into the dark silence
and sing songs of sorrow
to lead my weary mind
like a siren
into dark and dreamless sleep