Sunday, September 27, 2020

Poems for Her : Episode II



enough about the living
enough treading on eggshells, bleeding
one word leads to another
like musical notes at the opera
i picked up a fight, she picked up a plane ticket
the script puts her somewhere above the skies of Venus
cruising and crashing with her stellar coevals
the goddess in her slumber dreamed of this tale
the grit to see through the days is especially sketchy
everywhere is a buzz about what to put on for the occasion
a smile, silence or some flirting to balance the equation
nineteen lives ago i could have sworn i was with her
twentieth is cursed, i'll wait for twenty three or, er...twenty nine
one of these days i am going to stray out of my shell
she'll read about it somewhere among the stars, between the lines
my lies, they are saved as pdf or 'shut-the-f-up'
hello darkness my old friend, a relapse into despair. that's clichéd, i know
in this house we deal in words and numbers
in this house we feel and flee to stay hydrated
come, come, come, go, go, go, left, left, left
a dash here, a dot there; standby for transmission
she tests the waters with both personae
i text and wait, life will resurface

Sunday, September 20, 2020

Poems for Her : Episode I

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the internet says she's just a text away, but
that might as well be webverses away
blimey, i can't even log into her heart
what with captchas & two-factor authentication
i have found a new voice in the sound of pain
when the night comes, i'll take to the stage
the dream i had was of a woman and the salt
she listened and nodded some sense
the salt does not mean to upset the cult
she's got a lover in a diary she planes smoothly every sunset
you could see me if you looked closely
the pattern growing thick, the rationale clogging up
my virtual presence pervading her space
but she does not know me
she does not know
she does