by Poetry

you wonder what fates have brought us here      I can see it in your eyes
& I strangle laughter in my throat      knowing fate is a strange bed
& one in which I have never dared to sleep      I sleep too calmly now to be tortured by fate
chance makes the pillows & the bedclothes      & luck dares to admire your silhouette

had I been well, or even wealthy      would my body have settled here
I wonder; would my lips still dare to part      or come to breathe some sad excuse
holding only the clutter of pigeons      when I longed to weep a sparrow’s cry

had I the talent, the credit score      would we still be here in this wild hotel
with our legs entwined & our flesh burning      from each other’s Tartarus
would you have come to settle      upon the crook of my arm
if your other lovers traced      lovely fingers over your heart

instead of simply grazing      the surface of your breasts in desperation
& could overcome their wild passions      for the logic & mathematics of poetry
or the campaign of ecstasy I execute      as Thanatos delivering your body
to chains of his own design

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The Tudor

Presented without comment, dedicated to memories and dreams. Such a strong vulnerability; like moonlight on the lighter as you try another cigarette, hoping, this time, to burn outin smoke and spittle the pure body of art; My beauties bled from between my lipsmixed...


it would be nice I think it would be nice
to pretend that all this pain is purely for you
romantic in our fucked up way how fucked we
have always been it comes now to romance
and something like love truth is
I was hurting & hurting myself


gentle shores teasing infinity are
beautiful but they are not you
I think some part of you
resents that the idea
that I can unearth beauty

A Vague Outrage

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