Tuesday, September 20, 2022

nym.

I don't wanna be remembered,
spit my name back out
'n leave it on the ground.

Saturday, September 17, 2022

don't.

my hungry eyes
stay awake for days
pleading with memories
don't go.

I found myself
at your feet
begging for scraps
don't go.

tunnel vision.

:tunnel vision:
follow my eyes.
your lips are
the only currency
I recognize.
I like our little ritual;
lust telling no lies.

Friday, September 16, 2022

time winds down.

I know it's wrong
to ask you this
every night,
but my tongue
is not my own
and my skin crawls
watching the clock
we set together
wind down.

Our limbs and tongues tie,
I'm driving this home tonight.

We used to find answers
in each other's arms,
a common pulse
beating back time.

Now we find ourselves
stuck in the give and take
of time spent apart.
And now we find ourselves
in different time zones,
worlds apart.

Tuesday, September 13, 2022

river runs.

It's getting easy lying,
dying the water black.
I watched the leopard get its spots
then peel them back.
That light, everlasting,
dances toward the trees
sparking fear in the Natives.

my kind of hell.

what a shit hole.

can't say I mind darling
with you
and these walls
we've got plenty of wine
who needs money
we've got plenty of wine

wipe that
stupid grin off your face
we're both slumming tonight
barricading the door
no love in sight
I don't mind
slumming tonight

this is your comeback baby
and I'm the jealous type
you've got lovely legs
and I'll say it twice
you've got lovely legs
and I'm the jealous type

shhhhh.

holding tight your mouth
to sever the meaning
escaping your lips.
I'll bite them off
to keep our secrets true

Sunday, September 11, 2022

artistic temperament.

otherworldly scrutiny
breaches my limber
train of thought
inking infinity
and intimately doubting my
lyrical attempt at survival.

electric flesh.

to think that
what I am is
what stares back at me,
an empty/full repository:

electric flesh
bones
and memories - 

how chilling.

elephant graveyard.

History repeats
as we lie among the ruins.
I'd forgotten what was
buried here.
My unearthed transgressions
illuminate past dalliances
and suddenly I see
history is repeating,
leading me
to where my thoughts scattered
long ago.