poetry

There's a subtle, simple diffidence that I see when I look in your eyes. Mercurial self-confidence betrays the elegance of your disguise. I love your social impudence, your fearless pursuit of pleasure. One day, I'll dive through your pretense and salvage your secrets like sunken treasure. Mon cheri, oh mon amour, life sits fat on the horizon. Let's take a…

I’m in the mood for a lesbian lover. Someone witty both over and under cover. She should have a smile that charms, worn lightly over an intelligence that alarms. She should have natural tits, but I’d prefer that she shaved her armpits. I’m in the mood for a sensitive femme who’s got soft hands with notes scrawled on them. I’d…

In the morning, crawl out of bed. Brush her teeth. Clear her head. Drive. Strive. Thrive. Barely alive. So much easier to star-swing when night falls. That’s when the chemicals have balls. Dani-baby’s world in a box. Tied up with a pretty red bow. Give the masquerade a whirl. Watch the liquid jaguar girl go down, go down. Years ago,…

VERSE 1 She’s up at dawn, oh, Red rising with the sun, Packed, primed, And oh-so ready to go. She leaves him to sleep. She leaves him to sleep alone. He slept through her whys. He slept through her good-byes. She’s…she’s…she’s… She’s always known. He slept through her memories, All her best memories. All the best memories. VERSE 2 She…

I remember the rain—oh. Your shining, rain-kissed face—oh. I held you in the palm of my hand, My tiny, china Pierrot man. Ollie, ollie, all come free. You won our game of hide and seek. You found me, but I lost you. When’d it get so dark? And lonely too? Sammie— Where do the trains go? So loud, so fast,…

Back then, I wasn't much more than "Lemme try" and "I want another." Arms held high, reaching out for the sky, reaching out for mother. My bed was a ship, my toys the crew, on a magical trip to Mars. And as I grew, an explorer in cut-off jeans, dreaming beneath the stars of a time when I'd be grown.…