Dark Poetic Mind
This poem bleeds dysfunctional desire,
Blood stains through the dirty streets
Mark the paths we trod,
Urban avenues of despair,
But I was still romantic for you,
Your thin unattractive body
And unwashed stringy blond hair,
Your ghost stare in the headlights’ glare,
Your wish to blend into streetlamps
Of non-existence,
Romantic for your perishing soul
Looking for a ride home from strangers
at 2: 00AM,
Something about drugs and tortured eyes
On a lost waif and her pointless life
Was registering as meaningful
In my dark poetic mind,
You offered me the best sex I could ever have,
But I thought, I better let it slide,
Just let you talk about it,
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Birds in Urban Trees
When people see her in the street
On her way to work or the market place,
They see the sway of her dress
And the beauty of her face;
Such a wonderful woman they suppose
Without seeing her soul
Hidden from the world,
Without glancing the secret sadness she conceals.
Sometimes there is laughter at the bar,
Loud conversations at cafes,
Non-serious moments of seemingly joyfulness
Surrounding herself with friends,
But those friends fail to notice
The tears that linger within.
I’m not really better than the rest,
My imagination sees her singing in the moonlight
And wrapped in the embrace of a handsome man,
But somehow I know she is hurting
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Long Rest
Everyday I unintentionally play
the hypocrite and the ass;
I'm often ashamed of immense insensitivity;
would never desire too soon
to become acquainted with divine judgment;
do not envision myself as first rung friendship material
nor the best candidate for loyal boyfriend or husband;
never been the best person at keeping the secrets
of a tortured heart;
not currently terribly handsome nor historically adorable;
never hugely successful at making money
nor gifted at keeping my hands on it;
not one to be introduced to the president of the united states
nor the local civic community club;
not one to be remembered after leaving the room.
But I celebrate nonetheless who I am
and the potential to one day please myself
before my long rest at heaven's gate.
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Merciless Stalker
When one is aloof from his own feelings,
He is also a stranger from the feelings
Of those for whom he knows he should love.
With a magnifying glass, I search for a strand of meaning
In the endless calamities for which
I continue to gravitate toward;
Why do these psychic wounds accumulate without pause?
Insensibly, I fail to visit the woman
Who could be a balm to the suffering
Of all these self-afflicted lacerations of the heart.
We all need someone to believe
The wellspring of tears within our eyes,
Maybe the dearest friend from youth,
Maybe the first companion we made
After we departed childhood.
I wish someone would introduce me
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Ancient Kiss
I’m traveling nowhere
In a dream,
Vague towns
And ghost retreats,
Stumbling into mist
In the valley of discontent.
I’ve been stranded in the past
Living in a lonely room
Gazing through dirty windows
Into the sunless world.
Conversations repeat like broadcasts
In my brain,
Something she said
Echoes in the corridors
Of sorrow.
I scratched a note
On a piece of paper
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Those Tears Are Mine
You held my hand
Beneath a summer streetlight
An hour or two
Before the dawn.
We walked all night,
We talked all night
About the things
That make us cry.
And I have seen
You cry
Too many times.
I swear,
Those tears are mine
Because I brought them
To your eyes.
I never wanted
Anything more
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Imperishable Love
In Pierian garden shrines,
I will place roses in your hair
And we will sing of amorous joy and poetry,
We will drink a subtle wine.
You and I have an imperishable love
More beautiful than golden bracelets
On slender wrists, more enduring
Than Egyptian pyramids.
I will lie down on a soft pillow
Of early summer grass like a small child
And with my eyes closed recall intimate details
Of your magical and captivating loveliness,
I will wondrously dream of your ankles
Being caressed by the clear cool water
Of a shallow stream as you wade for smooth stones
And pick up little seashells.
My desire is untamed and my compliments for you
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Kinda Sexy
Execution-style romance,
Death flirtation tango,
Bonnie and Clyde, Sid and Nancy,
Role models of violent seduction,
Be my princess of destruction,
Roll with me Friday night
When the air is hot in the criminal city
On remorseless streets that never take pity
On the naïve and the inept,
On those not mindful of a thief’s precepts
To strike the first blow
And never fall asleep with your eyes shut.
You’re kinda sexy dressed in black,
You could wrap your nylons around someone’s neck.
Keep your intentions mysteriously cloaked
So the bastards never know what’s coming next.
I like you all cut-throat and cool
Creating new ways to be callous and cruel.
I expect, one day, you will give me the gun or the knife
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The Universe Ever Evolving Into Violence
There is an ominous death tone
Ringing louder than a telephone
Set on maximum volume
For the near deaf
Or those still listening
From shallow graves.
Ear-piercing shrieks
Emanate from
Afternoon freaks
Gathering beneath rain clouds
To write murderous poetry,
Entangled in new vines
In the jungle of disturbed minds.
I heard mutilated words
Spoken in schizophrenic confusion
While anger flared skyward,
Incandescent heat consuming
Sacred love and harmony;
The last tattered membranes
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You Are the Only Song
If I could kiss
Your gorgeous mouth
In the sunlight
Beside roses climbing
Fences to find us,
My heart would burst
With unimaginable joy
And resound like a symphony,
I know Mozart would smile.
Around the corner from the liquor store
In this depressed city,
There is a small pawn shop
With a diamond necklace
That belongs on your goddess-like throat;
I will trade in my best guitar
To buy it for you
Because you are the only song
I want to hear.
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