Two Fingers

Two fingers
Over the heart

Lips smitten with blood

A fresh start

award

voracious ripping into oblivion push yourself through my skin smooth and white a visage in spite but who benefits from this beating into

nothing

what if we just stopped and waited and i became

real again

why am i looking for approval when i dismiss every painted splintered boy there’s a pearl on the horizon but it always snaps shut never sure enough

oh this is alright

i know how it works supply the jerks take the ride no harm done but it’s never finished always rolling eyes back into exposed spines and embarrassing declarations

why so much fuss to see you naked?

what doesn’t come with a prices hides a promise never kept who can save nothing from nothing else never a bridesmaid it’s only my pride

stop pushing

(a little transfixed after midnight)

The sun begins and ends
with you.

This cool meltdown,
dripping its watery ink,
melting in your profile --
disorder distinct.

I am accepted into
your warm, grey
shelter.

Many times like these,
it seems,
break my heart
to dream,

Lyrical

No words can embrace
this understanding
this wait is still
far too demanding

Watch for an ancient train
that won't go off
the rails
but can't stay in the lane

How much do I pray
in private pain
I need a warm body

Don't Say That

I fell in love with
you,
who asked me
not to

what could be more painful than that?

a life sentence

A-Z

I have your
straight razor
hidden
in a green drawer
-- in case of
emergency

In times of
greater
lucidity,
I'd rather have
your heart

Death at Xmas

It could take more time than I have
to build me back up again
The hustle and bustle just makes the trivial
less fulfilling

Selfish depression makes it
hard to breathe
in the snow and the sleet and
oh well you love her
she's just so sweet

I think about my friend,
worrying about a gift for his daughter
-- if it will suffice

Well, some things are nice.

Sticker

Wear it and think of me
A forgotten token
No words between us
left unspoken

But your jealousy
would not allow my discrepancies

Pain is imminent, yet we allow it

The predictable thud of the monogamous heart

Why do you think we'd be better in a box?
Pasted with forced whimsy and childish effects

I don't want to be missing anybody

The Moon

Oh my moon
tense and shaken
bones growing backwards

Can my love really save you?
Swallow you
whole
keep you
safe

The smell of beer on your smiling face is enough
to keep me
occupied

Your
young body
and words wise
could strangle my will

Let's run away
I've lassoed the moon

You owe my heart
still

The Concealment

There are things the heart remembers

A lean in,
the flat line

The years unfurl,
the shaking subsides

Onyx-tarnished tulips all cast aside

We are here now,
where small animals curl up
and gather

And this, my love,
is all that matters

25 mins

he's coming

in twenty five minutes

death-lover
churner of innards

he's coming

in bells and whistles
white hands
my tattooed fate
and i'll swoon over him
offer some leftovers

but it will be too late