Bench Love (madrid)

My eyes blended into yours
On a bench
Worn with history
Smudged with love
Smeared with some intimacy
Pressed and rolled over with kisses
Lusty eyes have photographed it countless times
In the square under the sun it tans
Content in its place it watches the sun rise and fall
The light of the moon cools its steamy heat
Sparkly cobble stones reflect blue attracting couples
Lip and finger-locked to take a seat
This bench sees no deformities, no ends, and no mysteries
But only cultivates the hearts of lusty, loving Spain

stale

Ive fallen
I always was falling
Now Im lying on the pavement
My words splattered all over the cement
The sun has dried them up
A message old and broken

Could you digest this stale confession?

Like water it would flow threw you
But I’d feel it as if it were glass
Ripping and tearing my flesh on the way down
I hold my mouth and refuse to let this fly
Fighting with fate
I run during the day
I run in my sleep
Time expired me
All is hardened
Closure is nothing but a dream
The finish line has disappeared
And I’m still running

Homeless

Lost thought-Like the homeless man-Living day to day, facing closed doors-No where to stay-Sleep where it must, struggling to survive in a world of pain- Grounded -Chained to circumstances. Poor man- He does not need your pity, or your sympathy-He wants your money!-He needs a drink- and why wouldn’t he?A mind alteration- To freeze his situation- Drunk, tired- Give him a warm place to dream.

The Red Trail

Can you hear my silent breath?
A whispering wonder gasping for air
These loud eyes cry empty buckets of tears
In a gap of frozen time I dump them into the ocean
Shoved down and chained to this red marked trail
I stare down at my feet refusing the false scenery
A secret path runs through my veins
Foreign words inhabit my broken mouth
This dehydration makes it impossible to spit them out
Copy written dreams replay throughout the night
Underneath another passes transparently

Your Not Alone Tonight

Possessed palms
Frigid grip
Unfamiliar eyes
Shaken cry
Losing the path
Hanging on a cruel dream
Falling from sanity
A cracked world
Against cold walls
Sleepless
We cry for you
Dry your tears
We hope for you
Sleep without fear
Soar through a peaceful world on your pillow
Come back to us in the morning
Leave her behind
Drain her memory from your wounds
With open arms we wait for you
Turn your back to her
Look with us towards the sunrise

Meow?

Lost your kitten?
Can’t catch me.
Collarless,
Careless,
Can’t mold me.
Undomesticated,
Hunting,
Rolling in the grass.
Instinct,
Impulses,
Unconventional,
Burying my meow in the sand.

Left Dreaming of the Sea

I left my heart on Fire Island
In the pouring rain I danced
With a flask in my hand
I spun and shook around
Until it fell out onto the sand

Out of spite I jumped the next ferry
I believed it to be hexed,
Scarred,
Tattooed with your memory
Today it’s a cold wintry day in the city
And I lie here
Wishing
Waiting
Counting the days
Until I can go back to the house by the sea

Dead Time

Lover
The watch I wear has stopped
My moon eyes gaze above the roof top
A brightness blinds me during the day
These hands frozen for eternity pray
I find comfort only in this empty black sea
When I swim I look down and loose me

Lover
I put the dead watch in a bottle and gave it to a wave
Inside I feel as if I took that bottle chewed and swallowed- and your memory Ill forever save
A painful digestion
Life’s tainted selection

Lover
I saw you open my bottled time in my dreams
My cries have been muted so you cant hear me scream
You put on my dead watch, admiring it and such
It began to tick with your touch
In the distance I hid in the sand dunes
In wonder- hope- awe- I knew I’d awaken soon

Lost Image

The tiles in the floor are broken.
I choke on these words
that few have spoken.
With my fingernails I scrape the top of each ceramic square.
The air in the room grew thick and green;
you were there.
Locked up- cold and wet
Don’t knock- we’ve never met.
That image in the mirror is not my own;
She is a traitor, a savage, a coward
who left me alone.

Silent Questions

What could you do- If I confessed?
Cleaned up our mess
Stopped pretending
Never gave back that shirt you lent me
Proved you right,
Threw a fit tonight.
Pushed you off me
Laid out the truth nicely
Denied your eyes

I’ve decided to walk away

What should you do- If I throw away phoniness?
Accepted loneliness
Laughed at your lies
Let myself cry
Enjoyed a taste of fate
Felt sorry for you

From now on I’ll look away

What would you do- If I got over you?
Moved on too
Forgot that song
Admitted to myself that you were wrong
Erased you from my dreams
Thought of something else before I fell asleep
Broke all the promises I said I’d keep

Tonight I have driven miles to lock you away