trying to explain the future

calm, like an overbearing tidal wave approaching.

the feeling of 10,000 needles so close to you, tapping  your skin.

a brief encounter looking over your shoulder to remind you another world exists behind you.

the angst pressed before an alarm clock.

the dialogue in a one way pregnancy.

yea, that is the overwhelming feeling you question.

pin up whore

is it any surprise that you feel so over overrun?
two stepping your way through a thoughtless pattern
when the cards aligned you drowned them with disillusion
playing the devil's advocate to your withdrawn sense of self

mirrors never worked for vampires, so people gave up on it
fallen statues of heros canvased your albums and walls
broken needles rained the floor with blood and paper wings
you never amounted to more than a pin-up whore.

distraction is a gift.

we see only in

silhouettes and fairy tales.

after all this time i wonder if there's a light on waiting.
i guess i will never know.

dancing dolphins in progress

translucent pieces drifting
treating icebergs as solid ground
coated emotions creating texture
a deterrent from our collective sound


i was sure i never would be sure..
we were in love?


dancing dolphins amongst waves
i wait to echo your return to me
like confused currents changing tide
you got lost within all you sea

a four year old poem from a past love

a smile consumes me recalling the day we shared

laughing as walked hand in hand through the falling leaves.

the water, mimicking our emotions of a calm surface feeling,

swirling in my head and creating waves of interest

as the sunset played on the clear current, dancing.

the wind blowing back my hair and cooling my nerves...

what could your thoughts have been?

did you too smell the roses as a new sensuous aroma?

were you breathing in something pure and fragile,

teetering on the edge of the future?

and did the trees speak to you the way they told me

to for just this once let the breeze just carry us away?

Or did you hear something different?

taking you to the pit

after all this time ive let pass
a constant tiptoe on cracked glass
walking on the grass to cover my tracks
shoulda known itd never last

i hear so many voices
how do i even decifer my choices
blending only to create noises
not knowing what a man or a boy is

so sorry i brought u so far
to walk away with these scars
leaving you falling stars
so you dont know who you are

it was never really for me
to live within your fantasy
i wont watch you be
something you dont see or agree

free? you were never tied down
coulda clipped ur wings around
pinned you to the ground
and no one would have found

but it wasnt in my heart
its hard to be apart
but more and more i start
to realize this was smart