Trilogy

Trilogy

So, as it turns out. I've been gone for a while. Not a short while, but a REALLY REALLY tong time. So, to make up for it, I've decided to throw down 3 new poems. That's right, 3.  it doesn't sound like a lot, but when you read them, maybe you'll understand why they're so few and far between. I'm way out of practice, so please bear with me. I'll just put them all in this very same post, so that you can give them all a read at once. Here goes!

1) Mrs Good Girl, Bad For The Heart

You're Mrs good girl bad for the heart. 

Walk down the aisle like a catwalk and run your fingers through your pepper brown hair. 

Stare out with those eyes of amber, 

burn souls to embers,

 melt hearts to nothingness. 

Take me away on your flightless wings of delight

 to feel the soft caress of your skin on mine,

 our lips intertwined

 as we wind our legs into a spiral rhythming our own tempo of whatever.

 Mrs good girl bad for the heart won't you let me go.

 You have me by every synapse, sinew and artery

 pulling my insides around and making them dance and twirl

 so you can revel in your blissful oblivion of ignorance.

 Every pull makes me more of a monster

 that yearns to cut and sever all ties with my demons and their temptation.

 Mrs good girl bad girl take your time girl,

 without a heart so you steal others' to fill your space.

 Your solar system mars mission mind racing thoughts of making love to a man.

 Just

 a man.

 Mrs good girl bad for the heart,

 take with you your innocence and my pride,

 make me into a man who can look into your stormy heart

 and catch the lightning that sets your soul on fire.

6/12/2013

2) You'll Never Know

There's something you'll never know.

 You'll never hear my lips utter the words or see my hand write them down.

 You'll never see into the deepest part of my mind that I only let myself into,

 because what's inside could destroy me inside and out.

 Its a vault of secrets,

 of fireworks like the fourth of July, 

the wonder in Alice in land,

 the Gaulish potion,

 its contents make me strong, make me weather the storms that come at me,

 but they also batter me down.

 But I know that my eyes hear the secret whispers of my mind,

 so that every time I see you, I feel lightning striking my back

 and winds picking me up and taking me to the land of Oz.

 I click my heels twice to get away, to hide, but.

 Nothing.

 The wicked witch of the west has a naked bitch for the rest of the world to see. 

My heart is cut open and thrown on the ground,

 but what is inside is not what you expect.

 It's not like the rest,

 its the key to my mind vault of wonder

 and July, and Obelix, and colours that

make me want to...

Make me want to... 

Make me want to tell you that

 its not what it seems.

 It's not what I make it out to be...

 It's different inside me...

 But...

 I'll never tell you...

 Its just something

 you'll never know...

12/12/2013

3) Doughnut Man

Discuss me, disgust me,

 dissect me, make me whole.

 Take away a whole chunk of me

 and make me a doughnut man.

 Sprinkle love on me,

 baste me with hate and eat me

 as I fall into darkness.

 It's... Hard to say the least,

 to say the least amount of little that's smaller than small.

 I can't recall a time when I smiled,

 at any other name or face or place or embrace.

 It's... Complicated to say the least.

 You make my mind boil like yeast.

 All I wanted to do was make the world dance.

 I tried my best but

 the doughnut man couldn't come up with a plan that could make the world happy.

 Only fat.

 Fat with hate and disgust and lust

 and this doughnut man has seen to many holes in his youth

 and,

 holes, in his his youth.

 The emptiness that was the sugar coated chocolate covered mouth watering...

 You...

 Sweet on the tongue but sour on the teeth.

 More holes, more empty.

 And, he disgusts me,

 the doughnut man. 

Because, he can't live with himself the way he was made to be.

 Empty...

17/8/2013