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Thursday, December 29, 2005

l a d y x a n a x

tiny blue
eager to please
just wash me down
to end the scattering
and hush the butterflies
- conclude this senseless suspense

sate my sweet tooth
this bitter confectionary
a bonbon of tranquility
amid a swirling mind
aching for emancipation

could have been a puff or a poke
a bump or a swallow
to scare up this fix
and discard this foreboding

now i move unfettered
unshackled, save for torpor
buffered by the sweet haze of languor
and the heaviness of a body
laced with indifference and laze

Tuesday, December 27, 2005

three pieces

three pieces
in this puzzle of living
fit together so effortlessly
yet the pieces haven't clicked

what draws them together
and what keeps them at bay
held together so loosely
by some unseen force

some days it's heaven
a soft and faint quiet
among the chaos
the time we are like one
yet contemplating being alone

it's the eye on the door
that creates the travail
like a grain of sand under foot
always scouring
making itself known
aware of it's presence

i'm afraid these pieces
will again set asunder
and be lost among the common
and the banal
never to be placed together again

the threshold is close
to snap or to scatter
for fear may be the culprit
and worry the trigger
to bring this game to a close

Monday, December 12, 2005

hey there oblivious

all the years
alone
the days that passed so slow
while you wasted your time
searching for perfection

all the need
all the want
all the dreams that came so close
did you wait
for a sign
to fly right through your window?
while you missed the answer
walking through your door

hey there oblivious
here is your happiness
if you would only turn around
hey there oblivious
isn't it obvious
love can so easily be found
just turn around

if i could
be so bold
may i make a suggestion
you've been searching so long
but in the wrong direction
i've been standing right behind you
all this time

(thanks to kathy for always knowing the right thing to say and how to say it)

Wednesday, December 07, 2005

boy.

fresh scrubbed
soft lips
those fucking eyes

he knows he's got it
and how to use it
against me

doesn't want me to pull away
just not come too close
where is this invisible boundary
that we both want to cross

the natural way the butterfly is drawn
to the sweetest nectar
so are we
yet we fail to connect but for our eyes

I know your heart is heavy
and your mind befuddled
pulled towards the flame
yet fearful of the burn

one day you will see
what we have here is golden
prized
as long as the flower stays steady
and succumbs to the butterfly's taste
why won't you dance with me?
i'm not no limburger!