Wednesday, December 29, 2004

Dream Flies

Golden dream flies swarming-
Devour me in lies
From beneath them I can still see your eyes
Fear keeps me froozen-still
Flying..losing me...sleeping
Their gold stingers look like they'd kill
No other creatures captivate me like these
Even when I close my eyes
I’m still not free
Alone I lie here forever
In a deep fly sea

Thursday, December 23, 2004

Holiday Sky

Hanging from the moon,
Wrapped in lace.
Above the trees sprinkled with white lights.
Icy stars mapping out the sky,
Pink sunsets glowing in my dark eyes.

Tuesday, December 21, 2004

Needy Barbie

Like a Barbie, you make me feel like a doll:
Made and molded,
Perfectly feminine
A plastic object,
Pink outfits,
Dependent on Ken

Monday, December 20, 2004

your a bad cup of coffee

Half and half
Evil and thick
Diluting my cup of thoughts
Discoloring me-
Light and sweet
A thought of you, your expectations, your…
Tonight I’m sick
Dark and bitter
Stirred up and lost in a nightmare
4 am in the dark
Two mugs
One empty
One full

Sunday, December 19, 2004

The world is a tourist-
taking pictures of me

Saturday, December 18, 2004

Frost Bitten

Purple lips kiss the air
Fields of snow
Only imprints of angels
Distant leafless trees-
Shelter less dreams
The fire in his eyes slowly burns out
The child inside is forever frost bitten
Bright stars numb his thoughts,
As currents of cold wind sweep him away.

Friday, December 17, 2004



Have another!
Raise your glass and swallow happiness!
Lay a thick layer of film
Over that emptiness!
Be like us!

Tired of listening
Deaf ears writing prescriptions
I squirm out of the arms of conformity
like a stubborn child.
Zombie thoughts....
Zombie talk...
Zombie dreams..
Bungee jumping off the earth's ledge
-A sample flavor of free.
Tired of running
they’ll catch me,
my eyes will freeze and be lost forever-
Another victim to their slavery.

Thursday, December 16, 2004

Lust Thirsty

Lust Thirsty

Bitten by the mosquito
on the porch
that summer night
I didn’t resist the little-
A lonely anesthetic lived within me
I hate giving blood,
love the anticipation
of pain
with its easy thievery,
Flying into the depths of the sky
Lost among its doubles
and identical
in every way

What about last time?

Last time
stale eyes
forever mine
no words,
no excuses,
no lies
this emptiness holds nothing,
only a moldy memory
lost time,
all the time,
forget the time
what about last time?