Saturday, November 14, 2009

Mainly because

Pretend I told you a story that was actually interesting. Like something that pulled you in, and amazed you in a way that no one else ever has. I had your undivided attention for ten full minutes. During this time you begin to wonder what must go on in a crazy brain like mine. Who I am I? What do I want? Is this really me or a hardened shell of the girl that I used to be prior to the storms and fires? You go on with your business after my story. We never speak again and this is fine. I'm comfortable with this because I know that for ten minutes I was the only thing that you could think about.

Twin

She clings to my leg,
pleading and pitiful.
The harder I kick,
the deeper her nails dig.
I've been waiting to unload
the burden of myself.
No takers?
Figures.
I drag her through mud,
across pavement,
through nights of torment.
Bloody and bruised,
she begs I never leave her.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Last Bullet

Purple sunset
The zombies did walk
I remembered
holding you close to me
Last whispers
false promises
Complete the sentence
of myself
of my skin
of my need
of my life
You didn't
Not that you wouldn't try
I remembered
Trust me
The walk back alone
was the emptiest ever

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Unlaced

Modron,
I come to ask a favor.
May times I have asked,
and my hands were left empty.
But this time,
for once,
reward my efforts.
My roses are dead
and my hands are empty.
Pull my strings gently
and offer the way.
When will I see Modron,
the path that's smoothly paved?
When will I begin Modron,
to wander without fear?
I ask you now,
and I'll only ask once,
when will you help me
like you help silent others?

Sunday, October 18, 2009

forest

Twisted trunk.
unmoved by the winds.
Standing tall,
I remember these storms.
My broken branches
will always regrow.

Thursday, October 15, 2009

seldom grips

Daily I climb.
My grips are seldom,
yet I find them.
Higher I climb,
not knowing what's at the top.
My feet slip.
Must regain my composure.
Chalked hands mock me,
but still I climb.
I saw you above me,
yet still I climb.
Remaining strength
is so much more than before.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

I opened a window,
expecting you there.
I watched the waves roll by,
hypnotized and lazy.
Can't seem to believe in this cause
and I think you can see this.
So many beaches to explore
in my coconut quest!
Your bag is always empty
yet I still wholeheartedly believe,
for some reason
that someday I'll be wrong.
Prove it.
Show me.
I've been gazing out more often
and I'm noticing more inconsistencies.
I see the full palm trees from here,
I know you saw them too.

Sunday, September 20, 2009

blindfold

Happiness,
as permanent as you,
I've seen this the entire time.
I walked blindly
with you yelling to me.
You led me the wrong way.
I don't blame my falls and bruises
on your bad direction.
Looking forward,
the fog suddenly cleared.
What was around me remained.
That's fine,
it always was.
I just need to open my eyes.

Saturday, September 12, 2009

Smart Cow

She followed them all
until the cliff
As their bodies fell flailing
she reconsidered
Turning away
she had awoken
Running faster
the wind guided her path
Shaking it off
she remembered herself

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

empty audience seats

I'm seeing so much now
That damn blindfold
Tattered like me
Why did I come here again?
Remind me as you escort me out
Hot-tempered
Sound minded
So what
Good for you
You can one up me
For what?
Does anyone even watch?
So sadly I know
all of this was for your amusement