I’m not drinking the Kool Aid anymore.
CZV
I’m making lemonade from my own lemons.
I’m the one who’s got to die
when it comes time for me to die.
Jimi was right!
Jimi Was Right
What You Meant
Don’t
smell the air around me
Put your lips upon my neck
Breathe faster
when I walk into the room
Let your eyes follow me
Replay the sun
sneaking past the shades
to shine on my body
We are just friends.
Don’t
consider your hands
encircling my waist
Your fingertips
tracing my inner thigh
The shape of my buttocks
That sigh was just a sigh
Time will go by
Walk into the dessert
After all, we should be friends.
You’ve so much to do
Why consider
you hurt me or I you
All’s fair in insecurity
compromise too dear
It’s good we end as friends.
Is that what you meant?
Netherworld
I heaped my oldself
into a shallow grave
in the center
a cobblestone
under it the cross
you had given me
light years ago
on a thursday
after a full moon
the alignment of the stars didn’t change
so i built a bonfire
and tossed in my nightmares
screaming
they rose away as smoke
on a moonless night
this went on till dawn
when rosey fingers strangled
the last creature of conscience
then there was the row boat
in the middle of the lake
shrouded
I pulled the scuttle plug
as a rising tide raises all boats
a sinking ship drowns all rats
with their last ounce of courge
they held the night still
before slipping into less life
if life is a kite
why won’t mine find
the eddies
siroccos
zephyrs
as a condor might
my soar is sore
wax melted
a single feather
once part of a wing
now an ornament in a headdress.
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