Monthly Archives: October 2015

ghost ii.

the air
was thick
with wilful
deceit;

the truth
was black,
hollow, yet
sweet;

the longing
was heavy
and
draining;

the metal
was cool
and
dense;

the grip
was tight
with straining
ligaments;

the ghost
was tracing
her bloody
veins;

the mirror
was wise;
she disgusted
herself.


cheese.

another piece
of cheese.
[please].
fidgeting
with labels
and perception,
the lines
became blurred.

while their
breaths rose
and fell;
a charming
symphony
of intricate
belief and
caution.

another piece
of cheese.
[please].
drink the
wine,
swill and spit.
caress your
conversation
like a kitten.

while his
chest rose
and her
pulse fell.
the darkness
collapsed like
layers of warm,
rich chocolate.

another piece
of cheese.
[please].
she embraced
his darkness
and they
fell into it
together.


apples.

you would think
it would crunch
underfoot;
but instead,
the onomatopoeia
brought to mind:
“smoosh.”

because i had
this apple.
it was solid,
no bruising,
shiny and crisp.
slightly tart,
but overall sweet.

i dropped it;
and you saw.
you saw
what it meant.
so you salvaged
my apple;
dusted, and washed it.

then what?
where did you
put it?
like a game
i never asked
to play.
you gave it away.

i looked up
at you;
staring always
from above.
seeking a reason
for this treachery:
“i hate apples.”


sulphur.

bobby pins,
hot wax
and nail files.

diet shakes,
foot massage
and lost moments.

“is it me?”
he asked.

warm whiskey,
ghoulish oysters
and crisp, green beans.

short blacks,
neck kisses
and one too many lies.

“it’s you,”
he said.


status quo.

baseless
connection
and pomade
of respect.

where did it
go?
i lost my mind
again.

the flailing
and falling;
collision
of lust and scorn.

the quiet
attracts me
but i do not
attract it.

i am sceptical
of the value;
what to gain?
what to give?

tried and tested;
don’t say
i didn’t;
business as usual.


temporary.

how quickly
the growing
affection,
turned and
became a
haunting,
tepid shadow.

“but i
longed for
you
all day.”

her cries
met with
stoic silence
and clear,
distanced eyes.
paralysed and
treading water.

“it was
never enough;
simply to
yearn; wait.”

begin again.


epidermis.

smooth to touch;
the slightest
blemish;
to remind him
of the fluidity
of flaws.

strong on observation;
yet stunted
growth;
to remind her
of the stubbornness
of nature.

sharp at the edges;
but cool
feminity;
to remind me
of the beauty
of her heart.

liquid, languid grace;
with warped
perception;
to remind him
of the inner critc
of his heart.

reliable, pliable musculinity;
the smallest
twinge;
to remind you
of the immortality
of your soul.


pull.

i felt the pull;
slowly but building quickly
until all at once.

40 vs 60;
i want to fall
into it.

clawing back out
is such a different
path.

maybe i’m
leaving
her alone.

offering space
and affection
from afar.

the doubts remain;
my skepticism is
genetic and permanent.

do i push more
or wait?
i wait.

i’ll always wait;
equivalent pain,
yet less public vulnerability.

i don’t see
sense in
my brain;

offering doomsday predictions
yet still fostering
the smallest hope.

today i’m a
stone cold wall
of sarcasm
and solidarity.

tomorrow i’m a
hopeless heart
seeking connection
and love.

this life peels
strips off my
heart daily.

soon the pull
on my lungs
will be too much;

heart emaciated,
ribs brittle and sparse;
soft, fleshy lungs.
awaiting sentencing.


copper.

wait for the
storm,
my darling;
it may not
pass,
but once
you are in,
you will know.

the force;
you have
no choice;
but to bleed
and scream.

a thunderous
freedom
is carried;
your voice will
stutter;
your wings
clipped and
broken.

but the wind
will be louder
and the lightning
warmer.
and the electricity
simmers;
on your sticky
skin.

wait for the
storm,
my darling;
ride it
and pray
it never ends.


muse.

her absence
did not stifle
the inspiration
and thirst.

au contraire,
it was as
if blinkers
had been removed.

the world
was still dark
and melancholy;
but he had new muse.

instead of failing
words and
suffocating shadows,
the darkness embraced him.

new material;
fresh eyes
to interrogate
and rip each corner apart.