Sunday, November 29, 2015

I'm not there

You have this
Conception of the
Fragile and hostile male ego
Which you got from too much television

Yet sadly, so did we

Lightness of Being

How far you have run
And I have found you
Giving up every freedom
Of that far off land

Knowing now they were shackles

Books On Display

So many trees
Just so I can show
I've seen so many words
Now both are dead and

Cases are only good for death

As You'd Like

Black, meaning
You can't see me
You don't understand me
And you are childishly terrified

Is what you're free to call me for as long

Pill or Liquid

My heart wants
Less and less of you each day
Yet each day it needs you
More often than ever before

Knowing there is no small dose of you

Final Round Knockdown

He's right again
But I will not let up on this
Fight and a hundred more
Because I know he doesn't love me

Which is worth all those fights and then some

Soaked

I wore her
Not like a jacket
Facing my rain but
Like swim trunks crashing

Between her ocean tides and my manhood

Crumby

Always a headache
But sort of beautiful too
The way you worked through
Your lies one by one until you found

Your way back to me

Saturday, November 28, 2015

Free At Play

There is a song
Inside
You have not yet composed
Though you know the melody

Though you have lived the words

Friday, November 27, 2015

Like Toy Soldiers

As you get older you watch
Certain changes unfold in your kinfolk
Bones become brittle while hearts harden 
And everyone wants only to protect their own

Such a sorry sight watching them fiendishly hoard privilege 

Optical Advantage

I wish I could see
As well as this camera
That we go well together
We're the type of pair through the ages

That have always made the cutest babies

Thursday, November 26, 2015

See Him Through

Perhaps never have his thoughts
Aligned well with public opinion
He's always had a fire for finding out
Why everyone else seems so confused

Now the confusion is his and as expected, no takers

Fine Thanks

A long time has passed
Since her feelings have made any sense
To those who would first call themselves loved ones
Loved indeed they were, loving another matter altogether

Now when asked she won't bother fatigue them with honesty

Unfurled Identity

It's true he let himself go
On and on he went into sorrow
Past the brimstone and farther still
Perhaps never to return and regardless

Never again as he once was

Tight Lipped

Today she simply refuses
To lend them anymore happiness
When each of them know she's all out
Yet each frown she hopes will prove her poverty

Causes someone else to beg that she empty another pocket

Trodden

He has that sort of face
You know the type, worn
He hasn't been known to smile much
Yet it seems at some time he may have

All the same it seems as though smiling would take some effort

Portrait of Gloom

His mind is fixated on distraction
He cares not for his day to day
Even his nights are no longer a comfort
Purpose cares not for a man who is above pursuit

Gloom however has lustful eyes for a stagnant soul

Prometheus

Now is the part
Where you all thank me
For my perpetual sadness
So that you can live on remembering

You were happier without me

Set The Stage

Everything tonight
Was carefully put in place
Not for you to fall in love with me
But for you to share in all the reasons

Why I have fallen in love with you

Sleep In Your Eyes

I wish I was your dream guy
If you could see me and I could have you
I would feel the same about you then as I do now
I would still have enough kisses in my heart for you

To last us through the night until you wake from this slumber

The Love Trap

Love for you is an old imaginary friend
You tuck away in box once you've outgrown
Only to revisit him in boredom or sad nostalgia
For me love is the air I breathe, the moment she escapes me

At once I pull her in, until again she cries to be set free

My Gentle Read

In these times
When nobody understands
Remember that you are the author
And I have only reached out my hands

To turn your beautiful pages

Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Aww Yuh

How long have you worked here
Yea, I come every so often not much
I like you, you seem like a nice person
Outside of here, I can just tell

Is MasterCard okay

Marshal

He tugs downward
At my ankles for my demise
Every time I move away
So I will stand here calmly

Until you come to rescue me

Favourite Place

I hide where we all hide
Behind the laughter and good times
In both our boredom and misery
We are all waiting to be found and loved

Without necessarily having to trade love in return

Tuesday, November 24, 2015

Mine Own

Been trying to capture
Experiences I don't own
Somewhere I found out
It was easier to lay claim

On the dreams that I did

Cirque

Any day now she could decide
This is too much or not enough, so
You ask why would I ever ask for a decision
Because every day she fills my heart and

It will soon become too heavy for this balancing act

He Checks Out

I've had this burning feeling
That I've masked in question
Does he love me or just want me
Like all the others his eyes don't lie

But when he answered me I knew neither does his heart

Separate Ways

I met a boy who
Knew who I was
From start to finish
Loved me right through

Never got to thank him for reading

Learn To Relish

In times of privilege
I concede I ought to help more
But something should be said for
Taking a few moments to honour

The beauty that cannot be seen in toil

Monday, November 23, 2015

New Platform

The trees and the waters
The clouds and the sunshine
Boy and girl, war and peace between
My poetry is as empty as my life

But as rich as my desires

Webbed Veil

She said to him
I have loved many others
Without knowing what love is
Which only now through you

I've come to realize I was lying

As We Walk

I knew I was sure
Not when I couldn't
Stop thinking about you
But when it started to hurt

Thinking of myself without you

By Threads

His tie is straight
Pocket square neatly folded
Now is when he waits, worried
Will she care for his threads

Will she only care for his threads

Natural Concert

Your hair is the stave
Passing between the strands
Are notes of lust and longing
In the gentle breeze that carries them

Alongside this mighty percussion in my chest

Sunday, November 22, 2015

While It's Hot

I understand completely
That there are a lot of feelings
Floating around in only my head
But I'm not brewing up this soup

For only my own sustenance, here try some

Come True

Sometimes I feel
Like I could do anything
Oh really, and
What exactly makes you -

You.

Prisoners In

We in chains, we in chains
You can't come, I can't go
Your fears and my wisdom have
Shackled two lovers in adjoining cells

And I will sing this song through the bars until sunup 

Age Old Story

My dear sweet boy
I have heard your voice
Nearly a hundred times before you
Each time lacking only confidence himself

Let me assure you again this worry is undue

Lost Voyages

Often I endeavor
To give the lifeless life
To make love where there is none
To break down the most cemented walls

Yet never successfully have I so endeavored inwardly

On The Road Again

I only dabble in being present
My mind doesn't settle on now
It settles on the ages
I was born a time traveller baby

I do however bring you gifts from the past and future

Please Don't Advise

I am bored with
And tire from your
Manipulative backtalk
This is what I want, you

Can't force your happiness here

By Command

In my damn sleep
I see these words
They are there
Festering

I couldn't be anything else

Alleviate

They suffer
Over pain
You and I we
Suffer for privilege

In times of gloom, remember

Wild World

What we put into time
Time gives back to us
How we share this space
Is how space embraces us

The universe is a living calculating fabric

Bar Scene

Tonight on this table
Are empty glasses
Once filled with truth serum
By my dance it seems I did not drink enough

By your sunken face, you have had too much

FWP

We are vicious things
All day we stare up
At those grey clouds and we
Envy them for their place in the sky

Yet seldom we weep for those below upon whom we blindly tread

Saturday, November 21, 2015

Squeaky Clean

I'm so afraid
If I were to remind you
Of the moment we shared
With obsessive compulsion you would wash

Your heart and mine clean from your sleeve

Drink

Do you love me
With all my heart
Do you love me
I can't answer that

Right now

Thursday, November 19, 2015

I will do

You've never looked better
And never worse, motioning
For someone who is not me
Insisting to call my name as you howl

Into the night to somewhere far from this bed

Feeling Used

Your lips once tasted
Like diamond rings in the perfect light
Now they are of the sort of onyx
Still ever precious but waiting for

The sort of dark character to make them shine

Tuesday, November 17, 2015

Find Me

What love is there
Left in my heart but
That inescapable yearning
For you whom I do not know

And you whom I may never

Viceregal Remittance

I'll never smoke again
I'll never eat a candy bar
Hell I don't think I'll eat period
Now I know I could live just fine

On just one kiss a day

Monday, November 16, 2015

You Time

I know honey
You don't want to smile and
Give in to our desire to see you happy
Tonight you want to be with yourself

And try one more time to have a pleasant talk

Infidel

After endless hours inside
The outside world is no longer
A close and peaceful memory but
Rather a distant ex lover whom we long for

With each passing day I wish more to betray these walls

Mind you

So concerned
These words might be
Literally about you
Not at all concerned

These words are literally about me

Cold Turkey

I feel so uneasy
In this solitude
My skin is burning up
Insides feel so empty and cold

I really had myself hopped up on business

Commercialized

I buy experiences
Easier than making them I figure
Far less rewarding I'll admit
Problem with making them though

Is it's so hard to make good ones on your own

LSB

Each week I start
By wondering if this will
Be the week when finally someone
Just comes right out and asks me

Why I'm not like all the rest of them

Dinner Parties

The light shines
Away from me now
I can wipe away the sweat
Try to remember my cue

I hope I make it through this performance

Sunday, November 15, 2015

War Haul Media

People believe in fashion
It's far easier on the eyes
To relish in how we could look
Than to see us as we are

Only fashionable news reaches the heart

Incomplete

I ought to have known
I wasn't quite ready
For you to come into my life
Again I feel that without you here

I have no reason to be here myself

Submerge Submit

The media is a megaphone
Trumpeting the interests of the few
To make them the interests of the many
All the while drowning the interests of the many

Until their interest in anything submits to this noisy death 

And Seek

I want to see you
Where nobody else can see us
Because we already see in each other
What nobody else can see in us

How could I not hide you now that I've found you

Black

At some point each of us
Is forced beyond deniability
To admit that while we have spent
Our entire lives thinking we are the same

You have spent yours believing we are different

Waiting

On a mornings as
Chilly and sunny as this one
I could expect nothing less
Than for you to come over to snuggle

Until warmth, until darkness

Open Books

In no uncertain terms
I have uncovered true sadness
Seeing each day minds once fresh
Rotting in the light of self-importance

Ironically misspelled self-improvement

Saturday, November 14, 2015

Paris

How very cowardly
To see all who you call the guilty
But instead to turn your guns
And your bombs at the innocent

You died demoting Jihad from motive to means

For

If there were a table
For the two sides to sit
And come to some resolve
You just blew it up

Your cause died before you did

Best Climate

To other men that must
Have felt like like sunshine 
For me it felt like thunder in the rain
The moment I couldn't ignore what I knew before

That there was only one direction for me to travel 

Neatly Folded

Your hands look lonely
Without the company of mine
I know though that your heart is busy
Too bogged down with finding her centre

To care at this moment for extremities

Thursday, November 12, 2015

On End

He paints within lines
Carefully crafting an image
That someone will find beautiful
Not knowing she wants to take his hand

To feel the bliss of his every free stroke

Hours

How ironic
The writer's greatest joy
Are those moments where
She'd rather hear his words

Than any of her own

Wednesday, November 11, 2015

And Still Today

How the sharp hatred for a race of people
Met the callous dogma of economic prosperity
Until the whole world was soaked in blood to close the wound
The narrative of good versus evil is not what ends the great war

But without a doubt it was the narrative that started it 

Lest We Only Remember

If you truly wish to remember
Remember for more than one minute
Remember more than just one war
Go! Find the places out there where today

Where freedom is naught, continue the fight into the night

War of Words

War is a euphemism
For this miserable endeavor
Of scores of armed men and machines
Doing the wicked things they dare not say

Instead of daring to say that would undo them

Tuesday, November 10, 2015

How We Happened

I think I made the first move
But your mother made the biggest move
I used to find any excuse to talk to her
But one day she turned the corner and

Sat with me to let me know we were past excuses

Central Visit

I first met her in that place
That place where we all meet
Our spirits bumped into each other
Then our eyes met and we both seemed startled

Shocked that this was when we finally met again

In That Outfit

I didn't kiss you
To see you in the nude
Last night I made a move
To have you robed in a white gown

I could never clothe my intentions and leave you naked

Some More

I beg you, if I have to
I will get down on my knees
Hold my head down and palms up
Cash in every good deed I've done or plan to do

To have your lips on mine like that other night

Monday, November 09, 2015

Nasal Fossa

Bombarded in waves
By a familiar vulnerability
It feels like childhood anguish
It smells like fresh Velcro and it looks like

Beaten tress under the pale grey sky as seen from my sandbox

So Help Me

I forever feel like
A complete liar to you about
How beautiful I think you are
Because there just aren't enough

Hours in the day for me to tell you the whole truth

Little Tellers

Fingers often show
What hearts are dying to know
When one grazes against the other
A thousand questions are then answered

My new fortune told even before exposing my palm

Way I See It

Dating me soon
No that's the fantasy man
The dream is she'll see
Over the next two or three years

Four years tops that I'm the man she wants

My You

Everyone is in love
With the way you look
For me I like to close my eyes
And remember the last time we laughed

That's the vision that puts me right down to sleep

Saturday, November 07, 2015

Middle Man

I am not a politician
Partly because I'm not concerned
With building roads within nations
But mostly because I'm only concerned

With building roads between them

Body Slammed While Seated

I live among monsters, quiet dragons
Whose evil sleeps until the innocent lay with open wounds
Emerging then from their caves they display their fangs
And with thirsty slithering tongues they tell me

You've probably done something to deserve this fate

Gentle Gaze

In your eyes
I see no pain no suffering
Because in your eyes
I can't see your past

I only see my future

Canto: Come Love

With no light I saw my way through darkness
With no shelter I weathered the mighty storm
With no hope I found the will to push forward
With no time I discovered a way to still succeed

With no you though all of that was just song and dance

Friday, November 06, 2015

Grander Than Grandeur

A lot of time was spent
Trying to see in people as
What they hope to be or claim to be
Illusions I held on to while sharing their fears

There is yet a greater joy in seeing them as they are

Carpe

We will not talk
About my love for you
At a later time my dear
Now is as good a time as any before

And better than any after 

Instrument of Change

I spent years, countless hours
Trying to break through this net
That held me from my true creative self
Without considering its composition

Now I strum this whole web to play the blues we all know

Tension

It snapped in two
Trying so hard to be perfect
To push for perfection in you
The chord that kept us suspended

Finally succumbed to our heavy hearts

Ode To Media

I think truly nobody has realized
How childish our adults have become
They grab at the first thing, the worst thing
And put it right into their mouths without question

But a time will come again when joy will imbue public opinion

Upon A Star

If I may dream
Since this is the hour for dreaming
When you wake up might you stay
More off, might you not want to leave

So that tomorrow night my heart may actually rest

Thursday, November 05, 2015

Girl Please

You find yourself so mature
Yet you describe yourself as a child would
I like this drink and am this tall and I like to play this
I don't like ugly things and I bet I'm better than you

Whatever do you think about when you don't think about yourself

Wednesday, November 04, 2015

On The Eve

Truthfully for most couples
Makes me feel like I can do anything
Is a pleasant fable they tell their friends
Your father made me feel that way since we were friends

I have no advice for you except don't marry the fable

Get Up

You're not allowed
To be afraid of work
Stop jumping in the river
Asking not to get wet

Either enjoy the swim or drown

Singe, Caution

A fire warms the metal
Which heats up the water
Creating steam that bursts free
To warm your cheeks gently to your delight

To this end I hide from directly showing you my flame

Tuesday, November 03, 2015

Low Tide

In our favourite position
Me half inside you with my
Hand between your breasts
My face tucked into your hair

Stay steady until the morning rousing

Spoiled Fruit

If I asked you today
Why do you love me
Conceding for argument's sake you do
I would wager you couldn't give me one reason

That didn't involve more work on my end

Get Firm

What do you do with putty
You play with it, mash it a bit
Pull and prod then leave it in the corner
What do you do with bricks

You respect his strength and build a home

Monday, November 02, 2015

New Ways

And you know
I don't cheat or lie to them
I give hours of undivided attention
But it's me that they shit on

Because they always know that they can

Devils Chase

Lucas please stop running
You're going to hurt yourself
She warned her son each day
He knew that she just feared the wind

She knew he just feared the gentle breeze

Decline

Can't seem to
Finish these thoughts I
Was trying to tell you
Well anyway I think you already

Why is it so loud in my head

The Preshuns

I go to work and sit
That becomes too tiresome
I come home and lay
And I never bore of this

In fact I find it hard to want anything more

Staging

Darker faster, a lot faster
These cold dreary nights
But no other background
Would have made it so necessary

For us to bundle together and share this flame

Under Consumption

I never said
I miss you and I want you back
Which is why you think it was never true
But I have held my tongue from you because

I will die from your rich flavour and you too will perish in me

Photographic Misery

Resolution determines visibility
Meaning extreme detail is everything
For any meaningful attempt at clarity 
For any meaningful answer to conflict

Yet we've only painted the picture of what went wrong

Desservir

The plates are cleared
Dinner was wonderful but
My lips are still plump with hunger
You too I can tell are in the mood to give in

So let us set each other's table for the next course

Under The Spire

I haven't found it useful
To get myself out of bed
I'm a dog whose master has left
All of that trotting through the yard

Is a pointless distraction to this feeling of loss

Redprint

As I opened my eyes this morning
I found words floating in front of me
Written in red and highly illegible but
Completely understood to me because

I had written them in a previous life as a reminder for this one

Sunday, November 01, 2015

Happy Anti-Vax

It's an absolute infection
When I see that curled upper lip and grin
I know that you've thought up some mischief
And you're about to give me the type of laugh

My whole body is powerless to defend against

Safe Orbit

As the night grew darker
I noticed now twinkling before me were Her eyes which I had never seen so bright
I suppose we had never passed so closely

I suppose we both feared each other's warmth

Different Rhythm

Anyone with eyes or ears
Wants to venture deep inside her
Tunneling through her twists and turns
To uncover in her a place where they might live forever

Finding that her heart beats only for a perfect today

Object Objections

Please trust me it's no
More flattering and likely less
To be used for your kindness
Or your attention and consideration

Than to be used for your looks and sexuality

Tough Exterior

She may never appreciate
How hard it has been to be strong
To the woman for which he has
His deepest weakness

No, not until she puts down that axe

Lost Without

I am afloat in a giant sea
Waiting for anyone to pull me to shore
Once there I will hope to be revived and then
Swiftly I will run away from you my saviour

Back to crashing waves that leave me for dead each time

Across the Tape

Do you even know
Why I accused you and her
Or why I tried so hard to prove
You fell out of love with me first

When we both know I stopped loving me long ago

Of Night

One day you'll get from me
That silence you so craved
Know then that you have died
In my heart, as I had died in yours

When you gave up on us, on me