Wednesday, October 27, 2010

The warehouse echoes everything I can't feel
Music pounding in our brains
Bodies naked and pulsating against flashing lights
I hold you and you hold me

There is something thrilling about you.
And no, its not your money and your nice things
Its you, the nuances, the quiet hesitancy, the determined patience, the way you hold art in between your fingers, your vulnerability that momentarily shows when the wind blows the curtains back.

I wish you could be more of you, than more of all that.
I could love you, possibly.
But you terrify me with those velvet curtains you wrap so tightly
around your skin.

Sunday, October 17, 2010

I am falling slowly
Unto my own collapse
Words fall through
my see-through mouth
but I'm hopeful
in the twilight of the day
when everything is evanescent
I'm waiting for someone to take
this sinking feeling
but then night comes
and I forget and remember
how it felt in the morning.

"I'm scared of what's behind and what's before." M&S

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

I can't take things slowly.
Honey dripping down a slanted table
Drives me crazy
They are screeching metal pots.
I can't consider cost and effect.
I jump right into the rush
Feeling everything at once
Then suddenly nothing.
That is the epitome of me.

Monday, October 11, 2010

Today I am exhilaratingly happy.
Maybe it's the dinners and walking hand in hand
through galleries and sipping sunrises over clams.
Or, the dancing in dimly lit corners,
deliriously smoking on rooftops,
the cool beach air blowing through our fingertips,
the good friends and family and the laughing,
Oh how I've missed the laughing!
Sugar Honey Baby, I don't wait for anyone,
You should know that.

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Leather Skirt
Lace Shirt
Nails Painted RED
I'm going to tear this town apart.

Monday, October 4, 2010

Darling, you should know that
You are a long way from home
Hearts break like splintered bones here
Melt like stone to glass
You can feel so much in an instant
Then have it all gone in a flash.
I am convinced that I will never be happy with anybody.

Saturday, October 2, 2010

We are two broken-hearted strangers fucking in the cold.
The ocean water spraying into my hair.
Your knees digging into the unforgiving rock.
I think of this and contemplate the sea.