. . .

“I need you”
she didn’t say this
or think it.
just curled her knees
and wrapped one arm around herself
closing her eyes
imagining it was his

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The Wine

The bottle broke,
the wine spilled-
red and full,
formless, crawling
liquid
spreading thin,
without real purpose-
stunted by inability
to choose anything
but the path of least resistance-
making life hard
because that can be
what makes it easier-
measure every minute
and sell it
saving none to waste
wondering
how things could be . . .
having depleted itself
the flood stops
in a very
anticlimactic way
leaving nothing behind
but a stain
to memorialize
a somewhat [...]

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This Love

And then you said,
“I had too much time to think this weekend”
I thought of the secret lives we live in our heads
and all the horrible things that happen there
along with all the wonders
it was jealousy again
I didn’t have to ask
its always jealousy
with us
sitting and steeping
in questions without relevance
plots and characters that don’t exist,
stories without life [...]

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Needy

It is melancholy
with a twist of desperation
depression
a dim, inexhaustable, child-like hope
continually disappointed
it is longing, yearning
for something unhaveable
but sort of haveable
somehow haveable
having been had before . . . somehow
it is this thing
that comes over me
sweeps over me
swells in me
waves upon waves
when you will not give me . .
whatever it is that I get from only you.
and [...]

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Pele

Man-made goddess of fire
burning with jealousy
erupting childishly
when confronted
with the name
of his ex-flame
feeling the fool
when he calmly replies
that he’s tired
and frustrated
unsure what to do
when I can’t turn down the heat
can’t stop wondering why,
when I am cold,
he wraps me up
in the blanket she made for him
and why
when we play chess
its with the hand painted Romans
she knew he [...]

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Frustrated

It’s these damn days
flying by
life is going on on
and we are doing this all wrong wrong
so far away
calling and writing
boxing our love
to be sent through
the hands of others,
Telephone wires
satellites
and binary codes
glue us together two birds of a feather
who’ve forgotten how we’re supposed to flock.
I want to feel your hot morning body
against mine
and put my frigid [...]

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Okay, lets play

After a full night’s sleep
and many hours of carefully untangling
the knot of thoughts in my mind,
I feel I just might have it worked out.
I’m sorry for the absence,
the silence.
I went to go find the game shoes I retired
all those months ago
and dust off the old play-book.
I’ve always had this formula wrong-
first making it too hard,
now, [...]

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Teach Me to Exhale

Teach me to exhale
the way you do.
I’ve held you in so long–
a wisp of smoke
I meant to breathe away
without ever inhaling in the first place.
Too late,
addicted and deprived
I’m desperate for a fix
and desperation can be
so degrading.
Teach me to exhale,
I want to quit,
to remember what satisfaction
feels like,
to be content
outside your arms
Teach me to exhale
I was so [...]

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Love Comes Softly

Love comes softly
trickling,
through
cracks in
what from all appearances
could be a cadaverous
heart.
Love comes quietly
overtaking bitterness
and bringing
doubts, curiosities
which carefully chip
so slowly
at the shame,
fear and bitterness
acquired over years
of misconstruction
and mistakes.
Love comes like mist
wispy, impossible
creeping and seeping
into everything
and then its too late.
Love comes painfully,
once discovered,
teaching many lessons
in humility, forgiveness,
understanding and trust.
Love comes softly,
but not easily.

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