Stuck in the fast lane
Going twenty-five
Late to the thing
With black dresses and ties.
Lost my wallet,
Plastic and all,
Forgot the flowers
Didn’t make the call.
Tripped while running
To catch the plane
Got blood on my pants
Cursed in pain
As mom walked by
Jarred by my tone
She slapped my head
Broke my phone.
Check Engine light on
Smells like kerosene.
Boyfriend calls
Says he’s coming clean
Messed around last year,
Last month, last week??
Jerk blows his horn,
Cigarette’s dropped.
Shit, that’s a fire.
Oh shit, that’s a cop.
4.28.2007
fallen
Epic dune faces tower jagged and broken,
leaving roots from cloned sea oats vulnerable and open
to the hands of angry-drunk hurricane winds,
And I am small.
The horizon is painted sunless in shades of slate
On a canvas of black cloud over pitch dark water.
The salt-brine air is soured, sick with decay,
And sticks thick in the throat like rancid honey.
The late September sea stings with toxic tentacles
And bites with tiny diamond teeth,
Roaring in agitated wrath at an empty beach.
Augmented waves rise up in rage to rape the shore,
again and again and again,
stripping it layer by once luminous layer
as the receding water foams and hisses,
Damp discolored curves evidence of forced kisses.
I fight the breakers to find her fury and she pulls me down.
The taste of fish piss lingers with salt on the back of my tongue
As my lungs fill with ocean bile and languidly
I succumb.
leaving roots from cloned sea oats vulnerable and open
to the hands of angry-drunk hurricane winds,
And I am small.
The horizon is painted sunless in shades of slate
On a canvas of black cloud over pitch dark water.
The salt-brine air is soured, sick with decay,
And sticks thick in the throat like rancid honey.
The late September sea stings with toxic tentacles
And bites with tiny diamond teeth,
Roaring in agitated wrath at an empty beach.
Augmented waves rise up in rage to rape the shore,
again and again and again,
stripping it layer by once luminous layer
as the receding water foams and hisses,
Damp discolored curves evidence of forced kisses.
I fight the breakers to find her fury and she pulls me down.
The taste of fish piss lingers with salt on the back of my tongue
As my lungs fill with ocean bile and languidly
I succumb.
insecurity
Individual eyes burn scars, inscribe lies on
Naked flesh, blood stills, hairs rise.
Seduction fails for confidence lost
Enveloped in shame, she cries, unsought.
Caressed by pain, she curls alone,
Untouched by love, his hands, she knows
Redemption’s free for those who can stand
In lieu of lying cold, undone, on the sand.
Trivial fears fill her lungs, she can’t breathe
Yellow paper closes in, she’s left to scream.
Naked flesh, blood stills, hairs rise.
Seduction fails for confidence lost
Enveloped in shame, she cries, unsought.
Caressed by pain, she curls alone,
Untouched by love, his hands, she knows
Redemption’s free for those who can stand
In lieu of lying cold, undone, on the sand.
Trivial fears fill her lungs, she can’t breathe
Yellow paper closes in, she’s left to scream.
it's a bad idea to make out with your best friend
Hungry eyes and heartfelt lies
buy time with girls confidence denied.
Porch step confessions earn Italian Friday nights,
nameless movies heighten tension with sex scenes and sighs.
Silence killed with tactless tries
at making subtle contact with his and her thighs.
Propelled to shift closer, bodies collide
and innocent blushes mask guilty eyes.
Mouth on neck, hands through hair, passion’s high tide.
Tomorrow they’ll cry.
Tonight is alive.
buy time with girls confidence denied.
Porch step confessions earn Italian Friday nights,
nameless movies heighten tension with sex scenes and sighs.
Silence killed with tactless tries
at making subtle contact with his and her thighs.
Propelled to shift closer, bodies collide
and innocent blushes mask guilty eyes.
Mouth on neck, hands through hair, passion’s high tide.
Tomorrow they’ll cry.
Tonight is alive.
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