Poetry

When

When you make love to me(I say when and not ifBecause I see it so clearlyInevitably) When you make love to me(It will beWhen you love me so muchYou can’t say noNot to meThat’s easyBut the voice inside of youSaying now is the time) It will be SundayIn the afternoon(When we’re dry as a boneNot…

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A girl who looks like a woman

How do you seduce a girlWho looks just like a woman?Delighted by laughterHer eyes flickerWhen you touch her just rightWith a word or a hand.But her heart can be brokenHer soul crushedBy a great love or a friend. She’s never been loved rightExcept by her daddyWho told her to bewareOf men with soft voicesAnd strong…

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Steep

On a night like tonightI want to pour myselfInto the waterAnd steep like teaSipped over an hourThen set myselfOn the bed as bigAs the golden stateLie against your chestAnd listen to you breatheFall asleepTogetherAnd call it love.Until it isn’t.

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Pomp

You want unconditional loveTo be known and accepted from aboveBut you hide yourselfin all the pomp and circumstances. I want to be judged as worth itTo be a choice above all othersBut I can’t demand the wealthOf attention in broken promises.

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I hid myself

In that momentI knew that I was nakedSo I hid myselfIn a cloud of smokeAnd continued to eatFrom the tree of knowledgeAll the whileHoping that EdenCould survive. In that momentI realizedThat my heart was on the outsideThat every thought and feelingExposed to you.While you hid yourself from meBeneath layers of liesAnd carefully chosen words You…

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How awful I must be

How awful I must bewhen a bipolarpole danceris preferableto my company.

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Unrequited

Aug 29 Make up whateverstory you please. I will always knowAnd feelThe one manI findworthy of my loveDoesn’tDesire meAnd suchPredicamentPredictsI won’tFind love. Pretending to love meIs a wasteOf your energyAnd tastesLike fraud.DelusionalDreamsOf lifeCompleteEscape me tonight.So I choose none. No sweet dreamsWill come to meTarnishedFor lack of useWith a heavy helpingOf neglect. UnrequestedUndeservedUndervaluedUnrequitedLove. So I choose…

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Full of shit

Aug 29 My car a metaphor for our relationshipFull of all of your shit from your old carThe change from the floor matTarnished like your love for meHidden treasures long forgottenAlong with trash thats soon to be goneBut you never throw anything awayNot even me or the receipt from dinnerWhere we talked until we fell…

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My rod & staff

Aug 15 I don’t say how I feelBecause I don’t knowAnd I’m afraidBut I’m in love and lostAnd brokenAnd I can melt into youto make it betterWhile I lean on youas my rod and my staffIt’s like childhood andthe protection of adulthoodMerged into one.But I can’t hold it all any more.

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Saying I Love You

Aug 9 After saying“I love you”So many timesYou suddenly stop. But it takes monthsTo registerAnd knowthat it’s over. Not becauseyou stopped loving meBut you started saying“I love you”So many timesTo another face

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