Subversive.

My desire:

convolution

that is what you think

I've lingered an eternity

with down-trodden wings

In case of an emergency

we burn all our things

pick out our favorite cinder

add a Spanish "she"

What irony!

(the story

of inner beauty seen)

take the field

leave me

whatever it has to be

but take with you this pain

from veins

from hands and feet

wear it like a shirt

Be curt

and I'll believe

that fission did its mission:

split you up

Set me free

Excavation

There is a diary

on the edge of our nightstand

tiny

it can be held

tightly

opened with one hand

the writing 

scribbled mostly

scrawled in a 

fiery 

frenzy 

emotional bursts 

confusion

declarations of immortality

the drawing 

of incorrect conclusion

I hope that in time

we can be lazarus

beautiful 

share futures

as monsters of frankenstein

you'd still see our sutures

on knees

I crawl around

for evidence

for proof

digging in the ground

my shovel hits our roots

hear sirens of police

they're still too far to see

piling back on dirt

hastily

trap a part of me

as i run away

i register a thought 

of time and of its worth

of what cannot be bought

reach right through the filament

exchange innards 

for treatise 

your eyes 

the beauty

long-dead galaxies

race light years to

plant their brilliant seeds

Permanence

I don't need a new tattoo
I left my mark on you
so my essence travels on a path
wide enough for two
when Hermes says he's out of gas
when Mercury's shoes burn through
I won't hear their complainin'
No, I wont entertain them
and you wont have to move
just tell me you love me
sorry for leaving
but i didn't get to choose
i can hear you

Think of the things i cared about
Are they still there now?
Now close your eyes, you'll feel my breath
and stop your cryin'
you'll hear my footsteps
they were too clumsy anyway
Yeah, you'd always say
someday you would miss them

That day
you put a note in the my suit's breast pocket
sorry to say
I've forgotten how to read it
and for one last time
you straightened my tie
But I don't have eyes to see it

Man-size!

Skin-suits

Color my silhouette
with brevity
I bet I know which one you'll pick
this
Another chance to hedge your bets
add levity

You are my heart
quite literally
and I can't separate myself
from the bruises you hatch in me
from inside my pulmonary cavity

I'm sending forth a target
to guide you as you careen
out of our lives
into the heart of the beast's bottomless belly
with a head full of of steam

Other girls
they're so pretty
in more ways than not
but their skin-suits are so insulated
that they're all running hot

For all their sources of intake
there exists just a single exhaust
which is the one place to penetrate
upon which all inside is lost

You see what I find difficult

You
with all your flaws and hate
are vented
with such passion
your substance circulates

and connection
is not extraction
no more absorption of your traits
We can have conversation with our copulation

We can be variably sated but keep our patience
while that dog and old Pavlov
try to rearrange their proverbial graves

Perfect!

Unconditional

We've spent these days apart.

And I've spent these years in your head

only to spend a two month's slithering journey working my way to your heart

If I could tell you everything I wanted you to know

I'd do so

And I can control what I say, I just can't control what you hear

So I lean over and gently caress your ear

As if priming it.

This timing, its never quite right

So I climb into the clock

And force the hands to drop

into a spinning motion

moderating the movements with an equation by controlling the quotient

And we are in limbo.

so,

I guess you have time to Listen:

I was brought into this world a whole, but between its teeth, i was chipping

And it wasn't for several years that I would notice a piece that was missing

Something I was raised to ignore.

So i carried a grudge.

since i was expected to carry on without love

in any forseeable future

I tried to cease being a defeatist and defeat it;

the results were putrid

and I was content to ride out my career

like a rider strapped to the reigns of a horse approaching a cliff

but, with wisdom lost on humans

my steed doubled back, and circled for a brief minute, and I found it:

a puzzle, a rubixian labyrinth-like masterpiece.

But, to handle something so free, it takes the hands of a god: An interjecting aphrodite.

I had originally encountered this puzzle long ago

when many sins and impatience caused me to grow frustrated and toss it into the rapids where it eventually found itself jammed in a murky stronghold

Knowing this, I expected it to be quite dirty, but found the opposite:
you see, the shame of four dozen acts
rolls off the pure of heart like rain off our backs
And they can go through hell and come back
and still show us the beauty in ourselves,

imagine that?

Your true beauty is in your complexity, the aforementioned rubixian perfection astounds me.

We'll grow like an oak and figure out a way to take the nutrients from weeds ; our negativity ; to grow even stronger, and build up to be the buttress we both need.

I don't think I'll ever get over her...

Remember when we believed in love?

Remember the feeling that couldn't be detected by touch?

The one that feels so forbidden

Like stealing from the personal stash of the most punitive god

And we're stuck in the eternal moment

Just before his vengance rains down upon us

My existence came to be when these feelings came to me

I was born when I heard that shuffling of your feet outside my heart's door

Cuz if there's nothing before and there's nothing after

Baby its all there is

We're about to be destroyed in a fit of laughter

Thats all there is to it

That was just a separate stream of life, so why can't I just dive back into it

The chill of omnipotence

Is not for humans to experience

But its all I have left

Love through the eyes of a sixteen year old...

My mind is stuttering to me
As the color leaves your cheeks
You would only be watched if death itself could see
One man, or another could write,
"I’d go to the grave for just one night"
Yet somehow they always manage
Afterward to jump back up to life
Listen, I have just one thing to say:
I would give anything for your sake
For you i would not just die, but stay dead
If you wanted, you would never have to see me again
Just as well, i’d see you anyway
Your loveliness will make those nights
extend to consume the rest of my days
And if we entrust our love to justice,
Then justice surely will pay

Love and Happiness

You are the courage I long for, the comfort I seek
The best thing that ever happened to me
We will be together, but pressure comes first
Looking for an equation to make our future work
When forces from all sides try to land us deeper in the Earth

I bring myself to take your hand
So we sit and watch the doubt sink in the sand

For we shall love evermore
Free to reign with the only one fit to be called a queen
And we shall love evermore
With the same conviction we used to murder
our only means of defeat

Mrs...sounds so official...damn.

Your proper-ness drives me fucking crazy!
Tell me, am i your property?
Life is too short to conform to simple standards
leave it to my hands to unlock your hedonist heart!
My love for you knows no bounds, save for the ones you set
so just lift a single barrier and my love will transcend it.
you are a woman of morals
so I hold a moral curtain of love over your existence
A watered down relationship of cordial relations
Is what you will formally receive...
On the day which we shall be gathered in the name
of He who knows of no such way of treatment
Because we were created as people to be interpersonal