For you, prepared

Before me,

laid out, prepared,

I’ve words, sifted and reworked

To present me

like you know me

like you like me

Not yet this heart, unsure,

but steady

Inevitably you will get that, too

For you

I’ve words deliberate

though still true

to recite, 

mellifluous,

all lashy coquette.

                                    18.08.2015

Stone

Apology escapes you.

You are made of stone

at all the right places.

Gargoyle-

Unwavering, at the edge

and not a pigeon would think

to soil your head.

My love, your

vows, unbuttressed

covenents, sacred

under conditions we cannot control.

But you are stone

As was I

until I crumbled.

            14.06.2015

#5ThingsYouShouldNeverBreak 

a. a promise - unless you can endure the guilt.

Caves

Your voice

won’t echo here,

but hover

at my ragged points;

stalactite –

drip dripping steady ‘til

there are mounds

of you

at both my highs

            and lows.

                        11.06.2015

self-portrait

not quite lost but

seeking a bit of nothingness

to welcome her restless romp.

enough to taste relief,

and she would offer palms;

turn out her pockets.

for a moment

of stillness,

sacrifice comes cheap.

6.2.15

moonlit reds

i sleep with wine-stained lips

to be light on my toes

and a wrangler of [w]reckless emotion.

                                                29.04.15

Breathing Underwater

toe to toe

amends hovering / between us

my chest

bound,

Then burst

rhythm lost

                        Fireflies!

Dancing

            Rave-like            across

My             eyes.

                                                            I’m grasping for breath.

                                                                        I have none.

Once,

Before you,

Before

            Fake love

And            real lust

I could hold my breath forever

Hold out

‘til every ring

from the bottom of the pool

bangled around my little arms

a mermaid bride

decorated.

Before

            Real fear

And            fake commitment.

I would dive in.

Stay down.

Calm.

Safely in danger

But

Toe to toe

Apologies inanimate

And barely fertilized

I am

begging for air

Where there is none

and

But a heart’s beat from the surface.
                                                                        4.19.15

Blessed

I am silly

and sullen with everything

From Tuesday til the Lord’s day,

when I fake it;

Quit for feeling grateful.

Count blessings

hatched

matted,

covered in gunk

          12.29.14