February 2012
15 posts
me and night: I'll take you down →
mewiththenight:
Under me. Bring you to my chest. Pull you closer to my longing. No fighting necessary for I’ve got a hold on you.
I’ll swallow you with my eyes
as you peer into my mind;
savor every moment though it not be the last
time we exchange blessings.
Push you back. Mount you, hands running freely …
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Take Me Down
Topple me. Bring me to my knees. Pull me down to your level. Don’t even let me fight you.
Let me indulge in your eyes gazing back into my mind; let me savor this brief moment blessed with your smile.
Throw me back. Roll me over on my back and pounce on top of me like I was your favorite pillow.
Don’t ever let me up.
Look down at me, your hair tickling my face as you push mine back...
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The putrid, sulfuric stench rises out of the sewer lines flowing beneath a toxic city of rust, erosion, and decay.
Blank, white faces march in orderly rows to a clutter of newspaper headlines and billboard advertisements.
I reach up to my blank mask as to peel the shell off my wretched, hairy, hungry face and gnash teeth to the sky.
To break out, to hold starlight and dreams in little...
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I normally don’t do music posts, but,...
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A Kerosene Testament
I want anarchy to flood my soul in a fast, rhythmic sea of electric haste.
I want the jolting of car batteries and loud alarm clocks surging through my veins.
I want feminine forms, laced and smoking, fellating me with intrinsic discourse.
I want sweet release that one only gets pounding his clenched fists into the bad guys.
To hear broken glass shattered in the halls of authority, in...
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Chasing Storms
Monster sits alone this morning, sipping on a cup of entropy, in his house across the ocean, in a land outside of memory.
In his solitude he’s proud of all the trophies up on his wall; little tokens of past affections he collected before his fall.
He remembers taking the gamble, putting his chips out on the line. Eyes on the coming storm front, he was certain: “She will be...
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Window View 2:15:12
The drape of grey tabby feeling the breeze blow in and watching the birds chirp from behind the mesh screen interrupted by the sound of diesel and distant honkings.
Clouds roll over the buildings as two fronts meet on this lucid moment of stagnant thoughts and malign dreams.
Rich green tree-tops and grass interrupted by the passing motor vehicles of morning commutes and meanderings from the...
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Obnoxious (Less than Three)
I suppose as a poet, known to few as “my poet,” you want me to write something about this obnoxious day.
Obnoxious in that lovers flaunt each other in bad gifts, dead flowers and gross, high-priced candies and over-charged meals.
Obnoxious in that cynics lament and proclaim their hate for this day as a no good, useless holiday for cash.
Obnoxious in that lonely hearts revel in self...
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Alluring, Dance, Daydream
The white flakes drift by the yellow lights hanging over a darkened lot,
gracefully blessing my presence with eerie light and cold comforts as the cold north blows into me.
I smile as my eyes shut against it, thinking only of your face staring back. Thinking of your eyes caressing me.
Dreaming of how even when motionless the world would still spin and swing us in our steady embrace; holding...
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Oblivious, Clandestine, Frequently.
Paths cross, smiles and stares exchanged, but the signal is somehow lost in connection. Time and time again they pass by but the noise drowns out their beacons and they glide through under radar.
Their lives are a labyrinth of tempest clouds, strange fogs veil their eyes and envelop their hearts. Their hands reach out and feel these wicked mists, ears picking up queues and subtleties of the...
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Epidemic (a haiku.)
Somehow we’ve turned “love” into a four-letter drug; an epidemic.
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Shattered Night
You pound away on your chest try to tell us who’s the best and grab the empty spirit bottle and throw it to the wind.
You missed the intended target, and the glass shatters on the corner as you dive into your opponent pulling hair like a little bitch.
And as we all converged, screaming at you, pulling you off and still you swung and pulled and talked shit for your little feud.
She...
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Sea Swept
Take away the current with the petals washed from the rose; raise your hands up to the skies and slip the world out from under toes.
Take away these poison needles, take away these colored slides, take away this stale moonlight, take away the devil’s lies.
Carry off these rocks of burden, greet me in the stormy seas. Sweep me away from the surface, from our lovers and our enemies.
On the...
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Dirty Rotten Poetry: Obsidian →
I originally posted this at dirtyrottenpoetry:
My heart seems to subside
in a perfect obsidian form;
that is to say how from the murk
of creation and chaos it solidified
itself into a crystalline darkness.
A fusion of shadow and light,
a polished stone that is slick
to the touch of your hands.
Hold this black heart gently,
and glide…