First to Move, Lost.

She raised up her chin, As though to balance Her precious fingers, In thoughtful contemplation. He leaned in to kiss The edge of her thoughts, But was justly stopped, By the frown upon her lips. So two did they sit, A duet so filled With wary silence Of the bone-deep awareness, That the first to … Continue reading First to Move, Lost. →

Damn all of you

Damn all of you who told me to forget,As though I could somehow throw it away,These fucking memories of a phantom girl,Whose love crippled me and left me mad,Whose softest touch meant more to me,Transmitted through words on a screen,Or through the haze of an old flip-phone,Than every desperate, sticky fumbling,Every pulsing moan and lovely … Continue reading Damn all of you →

Lost in the Blue Ridge Mountains

The Blue Ridge Mountains,Wreathed in rolling sheets of mist,Now carry my heart. A shovel and hike,Beyond these paths less taken,In a still clearing,Where brooks weep for a lost land,I buried my heart,In a stony grave so dark,Night skies flowed inside,So calm, black stillness. The shovel scraping,Like a farewell aria,Drew up a thick mist,Salt-stained with my … Continue reading Lost in the Blue Ridge Mountains →

A Recurring Fever

This 'cursed fever,Breaks upon my mind's shoreline,Dragging away every thought. I wish you were here,Not to tend to ailing bones,But nurse my spirit anew. I lie here dying,Wondering of my last death:My name on your lips, no more.

The Game of Love

I reclaimed my place,The princess of your black heart,By wit and cunning,I am the Conquering Sword,A faithless exile no more. Lost again, have I?To a ronin with no shame,And no sense of pride.So be it, it's your win, now,In this Game of Love, I'm done.

I fell in love then

I feel in love then,As he struggled so boldly,Daring me to care.

Stalking Pray

I'm afraid of touching you,Not that you're fragile,(indeed, you're tougher than I)But you always flee,As though you're afraid of me,"I'm protecting you,"Feels like a hollowed-out phrase,When those words draw blood,Tearing away at my heart,Leaving me to think,"I'm not the prince, after all;Was I the villain?"

I Caught a Dream

I caught a dream smoking my last cigarette,Knees tucked against her chest,A small frown upon her lips,Looking for all the world like an angel,All the more alluring because she's the devil,Promising nothing; because dreams must end.

Remember When We Were

I believe that I have developed an odd sensibility about men and women, at least as I depict them in my poetry. I suppose I could track this arrested notion to my interactions with my mother, but I would rather not open myself up to Oedipal comparisons, so let's assume this mild distortion was formulated … Continue reading Remember When We Were →

Once Beloved

I lie awake, yet unable to move,Pinned down by your cold embrace.Between your cooing encouragements,I choke on my atrophied memories,Unable to recall the fragmented thoughts,Of every kiss you laid upon my chest,Burning holes down to my soul,Like so many cigarette burns,But I need that,I want that so much,That even as you tear me apart,Flesh, thoughts, … Continue reading Once Beloved →