July 1, 2008

Time

you look
and i,
i falter.
can't think.
can't move.
can't talk.
can't.
breathe.
you are not
ready
to explore
yourself
and the wonders
residing there.
and you're not
ready
to be with a
personality
contained in a
body
with internal sources of
unity.
i'm not asking
you
to change who
you
feel yourself to be.
i'm not even asking
you
to accept all of
me.
i don't want
you
to call me
yours
and
i don't want
myself
to call you
mine.
i only
want,
what i would
like,
is just a little
time.

Emaciated Heart

you say you
love me
but you don't
love me
you love the picture
of me
and the person
i'll be
only when you're around.
i throw away
my convictions
because you don't
fit them
because you want
one of THOSE women
and i,
i just want to be
held.
i'm bubbly
and light
and feel
oh so right
when flesh
is on flesh
and you
pound.
and i don't say
what i want to
say
because this is the game
i long to play
and i know i must do it
your way
so over time
it is my
true self
which is
quelled.
but i've had enough
yes
my tongue is
unleashed
and i've let go of
the beast
inside
who is ready to
feast
on those who
have kept her
bound.

Grand Opening

hmmmm... i've decided to start my very own "first" blog so i can record-ificate all of the insane ramblings of my wandering mind...


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