Where there is change, I will embrace it. Where there is peace, I will relish it. Where there is revolution, I will stand. Where there is love, I will live.
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- An Ocean Fills My Torso -
My ribcage and abdomen have been hallowed out With scapel and scoop; my organs removed. The sides scraped down to the flesh. All that remains are my heart and my lungs, Left behind to keep me alive. So as long as I breathe and as long as I beat The hope is that I'll see life through. Now my organs sit in a bowl at my side With intestine holding stomach for comfort. And before I'm sewn up, one step still is left: To fill me up to the brim. Someone came along to finish the job With a pitcher… Read Full Story »
- strange and surprising -
I'll hazard a guess, And I'll assume, that I no longer occupy a space In that strange heart of yours. I'd be surprised to learn That you still think of me Fondly, with ghosts of emotion, From time to time. More surprising however, Is that after all this time My heart still lurches With the shadow of love, Of love, pain and regret. Memories still pierce, Like daggers laced with poison. Old angers still stir, faded laughter Brings the curve of a smile To lips that still tremble for you. Strange and surprising. I find it rather pathetic though, That… Read Full Story »
- && i saw more shooting stars -
The trail of dark bruises You left on my neck -- Physical evidence of a night Full of lust and innocence -- Mirror the constellations We gazed at last night. As crickets chirped And waves crashed on the shore, We shed our clothing. Like silvery fish, silent and sure, We slipped into cool waters. My arms slid around your shoulders And your hands came up to meet mine As we pointed out the North Star, Cassiopeia, the Two Lovers. 'Til the time came when we both shook And goose flesh covered our skin. Read Full Story »
- strange thing, mystifying -
I shall never know you as others do, Nor will I ever turn to you for the answers. There is no Holy Ghost moving within, Yet something still stirs in me When I look upon your face. I would not call it longing, or loathing for that matter. I seek only to understand you, Jesus. I do not not understand you. Read Full Story »
- Forget her, I write poetry for you -
How I wish I were lush, Someone a little more worth your time. I wish my eyes sparkled and my words echoed in your head. If I could but catch your glance and make you wonder, Make you ponder and cause you to yearn, I'd be content. Your arms are like a bear trap, But tempting like the apple to Eve. If you would only set that trap, I'd be all too willing to be caught. How I wish I were magnificent. Someone you strived to be with. I wish you ached to hold me and fought for my affections.… Read Full Story »
- Foolish <3 -
Foolish me waits up all night, Fishing for a single word To convey to me your still living, Still glowing embers of love. Foolish heart dares to dream Beyond all chance of slim H O P E After far too L O N G . Read Full Story »
- I hate to see you shaking -
Dear Heart, Forgive me when I tremble, For I know you tremble too. This is a brand of anguish I never meant to give you. Now you're so tired up; Bound up in this most complex web Of old, recent, the new and the future. Read Full Story »
- Nightmare -
Dreams of servitude plague my rest Causing me to wake with fear in my breast. From the time I wake, 'til I lay my head down, I wade through an ocean that would love for me To drown... Read Full Story »
- Strike up, Pipers! -
The strings in my wrist Pulsating with crimson Ache to be played once more Let me draw that bow Across my pleading flesh Let release pour forth once more. Read Full Story »
- nice rack, -
My feet fly across the snow, Go go, honey, go. 'Cause I know where to find you, I always know where to seek you out. No doubt, no doubt. And there you are, in the clearing. Here I am, swiftly nearing. Hold your magnificent head high. Hold your head high, 'cause you're the apple of my eye. Run fast my dear, run fast. The wolves won't catch us tonight. Run fast my love, run fast. The hunters can't shoot us tonight. Oh my deer, never fear! Read Full Story »
- Plea. -
Pick me up, stand me on my feet. Please wipe the dust off my knees. I don't sleep, I hardly eat, Forgive me if I'm kind of weak. I caved under the weight of emotion, My foundations came tumbling down. I lost myself in all the commotion, The Red Sea rushed in and I drowned... I drowned in the sea that tasted of me. Read Full Story »
- Birds! -
Two birds of a feather Are said to flock together. Or so they've said to me. But tell me then Why I am the wren Or a tiny chickadee, While you are an eagle Or Johnathan Livingston Seagull. Petite, pathetic next to your majesty. Read Full Story »
- a day late, or more -
Dear sir. Today, I mourn. I'll don my black veil And my small lace gloves. Won't show my face in the street For ninety long days. You should have sent Out the funeral invitations At the time of death. This belated greif Is both bad timing And poor etiquette. Because the post arrived Too late for the date. And by the time I received the news, Your corpse had ensnared Most vicious maggots. Read Full Story »
- Consumer Rehab -
Such fools we were, To believe you still lived As the person we knew, The one we want to know. If this is your brand of caring I'd much rather skip the checkout. If this is what you offer, Baby, I have to boycott. But you've become a habit Much like a needle in the vein, And the withdrawal is overwhelming. Please direct me to the detox. Read Full Story »
- My Marrow Loves You -
I felt you in my bones from the very beginning And when the decay began, when they withered to dust, my bones still sang your name. My blood blushed red when you spoke my name. That rush of oxygen instigated A battle between heart and lung To see who could beat/breathe faster. Read Full Story »
- La Mer -
My love is the Ocean That laps at your beaches, Begging you to dive in. Slip into the cool waters Of my affections. There's no need to hold your breath, 'Cause I would never drown you. Read Full Story »
- tremble & a shake -
Be steady, little heart of mine. Tighten that jaw, stand firm Just a while, a short time. Your shaking will cease soon. Caught like birds in a cage, We're both so frantic, so panicked. We grow weaker with age When we should have grown stronger. Read Full Story »
- Men Were Deceivers Ever -
Men and machines have assailed me before; Left me for shattered shards on the floor. He begged my attention but asked nothing more. Unbidden, my heart followed him out the door. With much haste and fervor I've thrown up my walls. Turned a blind eye to your beckoning calls. Mistrust is my surname; Bruised is my first. I hunger for your lips but for love I thirst. Come storm my castle, come brave my sea. Come riding up on your mechanical steed. Your Juliet, I am not--Beatrice suits me. For I value the word more than the deed. Read Full Story »
- We are Green -
I hesitate, but place A tentative hand on your cheek. And I love the way your eyes close, How your breathing slows. It's making me weak. I can't begin to explain Why I'm this way with you: Turbulent and half wild, And oh so like a child. Could it be I'm into you? Read Full Story »
- screw makeup -
I suppose I could always buy a new face. A new body, new emotion, new mindset, new place. But the question I ask still rings in my ears: Why can't I find the beauty on the surface? Read Full Story »
- feed me, Seymour, feed me! -
I've felt your approach for sometime now, And I heard your steady breathing come near. Your weight settles on my bed--fears confirmed, With great stealth you creep forward, ever closer, ever close. Above all, it is your proximity I've cowered from. Held blanket and sheet over my face Hoping to drive out your banshee cry For nothing less could drive me from the sanctuary of mind. The soft silken whisper is all that betrays As you come searching for me. My own personal monster, my bestial tormentor Hungering for blood and milk. When I tuck my toes under the protection… Read Full Story »
- Could I burn it off? -
A multitude of faces surround And I see glory in every one. But I'm still curled up on the ground. On the ground, on the ground. I'll rub dirt into my skin To hide the ugliness. It won't hide the horror within. It's under my skin, it covers my skin. Are my eyes so covered? Or is my mind simply poisoned? Is the truth merely smothered? Or is it uncovered, ugly uncovered? Read Full Story »
- you are so bloody inspiring -
Uncertainty in every breath, every waking thought. Nightly battles I've frequently fought Wage in the dark catacombs of my mind. I've searched fruitlessly for what I can't find: The answers to questions that I once knew. What it comes down to, is do I love you? Once I certain, once I was sure. I had a disease with only one cure. You invaded my head and conquered my heart. But of me, you wanted and wished no part. There was a time when you were my saviour, There was a time when I understood your behaviour. I've lost myself in… Read Full Story »
- (W)itchcraft -
my teeth are clicking their despair, dismayed for tongue, two-lip and throat couldn't possibly articulate how desirous we are all to hear these syllables spoken, sung shouted whispered the echo we caught on the dying gasp of Nor'western winds suggested something tangible waiting our arrival, just beyond the curve of mountain and brook, somewhere secret for us to cast circles for magick to conjure our consonants we were witches of the West where women worried over waterfalls wondering when, when the wolves would come to wreak havoc on our wombs we were witches, wishing for wealth, for wisdom, for life… Read Full Story »
- Canadian Classic Helium -
fill me up whispers my stomach, and I shrug my shoulders. so sorry, I can't, I shan't I need to be empty, so that the eagles can carry me easily if I'm weighed down with MSG and red dye number 3 they'll never lift me pass the trees up, up and away but smoke I says, is buoyant and floats how 'bout smoke? we learn to compromise. Read Full Story »
- [lahy-uhn] -
let me crawl into your mane and weave myself a nest. let me curl around your skull close one eye. I'll rest with the other open watching with detachment for the first signal to flee. Read Full Story »
- sea sickness -
steady as she goes, girl, be steady. there's no safety in getting ahead of yourself. we be so hesitant. I be so reluctant to lower the sails. drop anchor. be still. sirens' songs don't fall on deaf ears. I know the danger lurking in that big blue sea of love. Read Full Story »
- Death Camp for Cutie -
in my chest, a mass grave: overflow'n with putrid cadavers I wrecked in practicing perfection. this one has no eyes--I took them to gaze beyond the horizon. this one: no hands. I took all he had to give*. for that fellow, yes, that one near the top? I dragged him through salt seas and picnicked with the carrion (carry-on?) birds. we dined on his heart, made terrine with his parts. my chest smells like rot, and shit, and disappointment. *including his golden watch. Read Full Story »
- RWS -
Rain Whale Spirit, I live in your belly and wait -------- for seasons. fish season. feeding, feasting on carp and cod. to tuck your ribs around my shoulders, white pillars ivory fibers cream-coloured threads. Rain Whale, water me. my skin, dry and c r a c k e d. I blame high sodium levels and acidic eyes. season of drought. season of doubt. season of learning to live without the Rain Whale Spirit. whale song, translated from thunder. Read Full Story »
- new tab (Ctrl+T) -
so poignant a terror, trembling uncertainty under cover of a smile and soft touch and sex and secret affection--minimized window desktop lived in economic power state small stirrings on the surface, belie the the tremors below whale song vibrations for chopping the calm bones to nervous shards I'll take my tea with you, sweet honey, and drink your desire in great greedy gulps Read Full Story »
- twenty twelve. -
in the end, even the Heavens could not contain their grief and mankind looked on the face of ever man, woman and child painted with disbelief as the angels threw themselves from on high, to plummet like stars torn from the sky Noah's nuclear flood swallowed up East, West, South and North whilst the denizens of Hell and Atlantis crawled forth from the stinking pits of man made mistake Mother Gaia turned inwards, to be consoled only by Sun and Moon for her enduring heart ache Read Full Story »
- (U)niversal -
when I first discovered you, I had my doubts. I had pledged never to believe in any voice I couldn't hear, in any force I couldn't touch. but then you showed me love, and led me to witness the power you embodied. no god, or prophet, nothing but the sheer existence of the Universe. you taught me to accept my own life as nothing more than an experience, and nothing less than magic, than spiritual. so I turned to you when I lost my way, and like any deity ever worshiped, you brought forth the signs I needed to move… Read Full Story »
- the train home -
the trains I dream of, to carry me home, always screech to a stop in the most unlikely of places: behind the 7-11, the center of your bedroom. and the conductor, with his white dog, never charges me a fare, or offers a word. he only raises his eyebrow when I board with an antique suitcase and a snake trapped in some Tupperware. a snake I'm bringing for you. how oft' I've dreamed of coming home, of mountain vistas we viewed from your car's front seat. Read Full Story »
- the impure existence -
I want to devote myself to pure exploration, pure creation, pure art. not to be confined by finance, and convention, and existence, but to live as a force of expression. ah, how I have failed to be born in the proper era. in this year I have ceased to be alive, to live. I only exist. how I feel? frustration at being unable to be idle, but idealistic. the chains of society, enslavement at the hands of economy. the dollars dictate my direction, but not my desires, dreams, or diction. Read Full Story »
- the death -
all words die here: where no syllable can survive, no note can breach the lump in my throat. broken fragmented sentences without meaning or motion. for here: is where all words die. though fingers itch and coil amongst themselves in a tempestuous fury--so eager to convey the messages they've carried from those deepest vaults within my heart--they lie still. because here, right here: is where each vowel, every consonant is slain. right here: and I, for all my pretense of eloquence am left speechless. here: right here: every word, gasping it's last letter, here: has perished. Read Full Story »
- a screenplay for Audrey -
why I lay curled on my side my back to you, my face to the window watching the slivers of snowflakes caught on the sill before they're torn away and wondering, whether it is enough to have the peace without the passion why I stop the old syllables from spilling over my lips, before historical terms of endearment can sow seeds of destruction and doubt to be nurtured by an ever growing stream of silences, for which I give no reasoning why I retreated into my attic to replay the films of old, a white flag strung up inside my… Read Full Story »
- wishing for amnesia -
if I could forget the sound of your smiles and the oceans reflected in your eyes; if I could smudge the prints of your fingers left behind, imprints upon the deepest layers of my flesh. were it that simple... but your voice reverberates, echoing constantly in the confined cavern atop my shoulders like a song heard in sleep: intruding upon my dreams as a shaky soundtrack. the words we said, the jokes we shared, the universal questions we dared to voice replay in infinite loops; a skipping needle that can only play the first five seconds of the seventh track.… Read Full Story »
- too heavy -
portrait of a lady; in good health, with all the vim and vigor befitting the age. it's not enough, it will never be enough. without silhouetted ribs and jagged collarbones skin stretched taunt, strung like a drum skin from hip to ridged hip; when the mouths begs for more than the stomach dare oblige for fear of flooding. but when each bone peeks out from behind translucent coverings, that, just so, is pure bliss. to defy substance and slip into the etherial. oh, to be a celestial body defined by stardust and moth wings; only to shed scales too heavy… Read Full Story »
- don't shush me -
my lips and tongue lay immobile, but my finger tips are a blur and in my lungs, no words can form my larynx is silent too. in my heart a thousand sentences buzz like a swarm of angry bees, but beyond the barrier of my mind all language dies. Read Full Story »
- L&L -
there are lovers and liars lovers love, liars lie and lists build up between the two of rights and wrongs columns of mis-truths, mistrusts and misunderstanding but still, the point is always missed in lovers' feeble attempts at explanation explaining away the love they harbor, even for liars while liars live the cynical and jaded romance of treacherous tragedy, for neither lovers nor liars ever survive the tragedies of Shakespeare and Pixar Read Full Story »
- 2011 -
empty skins piled in the corner, mere shadows I have shed to allow adaption and evolution and hairs I left behind fragments of my being, strands of DNA for you to clone years from now when only machine survives the desensitization of time and money greed, weed, lust and love we bargain in exchange for a quality of life we only encounter between slumber and waking Read Full Story »
- open cages -
isolation confirmed. you were my first step beyond the safety of love, the security of trust. pretty words with malicious intent, implications disguised by turn of phrase. planted the seed, nurtured the distance between hope and hell. forgive, forgive. Read Full Story »
- voyez la bibliothèque -
with the taint of a cigarette still on my tongue, I behold my cathedral and long to run down the aisles of pews-- taller than myself-- where words of power rest on each shelf. searching with fervor for my personal muse, whose story will heal the great garish bruise that covers my heart and invades my mind. but the ink is the cure; that's what I must find. crawled betwixt the pages of a Faerie tale, longing to be lost and knowing I should fail. this structure offers sanctuary but only for a short while; my Gods reside in books… Read Full Story »
- To The Depths, Commander -
Dive down to the bottom of the Cardiac Sea And promise to bring back a pearl for me. Past the ship wrecks and sea monsters, down down down. Swim until you find King Triton's crown. L. Ventricle: The Moray in his cave dwelt a very long time, Whispering poisons in the darkness of his own sick mind. With his words he defiled the waters of the blue And the sickness spread to the sea critters too. The oceans grew black--they tossed and they seethed. L. Atrium: When the whales fell sick, the alarms began to scream With the sound of… Read Full Story »
- palm readings -
Trace the lines of life on my palms, tell me where they lead. Follow my veins 'til they're no longer blue, Run straight to my aorta, run straight to my l. ventricle. My heart and my head lines are ditches filled with flowers. The crocuses spring up and sing about the sky. My fate line is faint, it ends halfway up. Ask the crows what that means, ask the foxes what that means. Tear my palms wide open, tear them open with your teeth. I planted daisies underneath and one weeping willow tree. We'll go collect the tears of all… Read Full Story »
- contradiction in perfect diction -
Leaves burst into flight while the birds lost their colour, And the ghosts tiptoed past our windows, terrified of being seen. I pricked my fingers on the petals of the aubergine orchids Old men left behind on the graves of their dreams. The grass grew tall but the trees fell short, And the sky crashed down when I grabbed your hand. I spoke when I thought and sang when I breathed. Sparrows leaped from my skin in the wake of my sins So you opened the windows to give them some air. Read Full Story »