tongue tyed through
phone wires
split by broken
umbilical threads

i wrap your words
around me
like a blanket

this is how we connect
you whispered my name, Lover.

i dream of a place
where i felt our
essences
mingling somewhere
deep within me

i rethink my choice
sobbing

one stich in time equals nine

So forever may we wave goodbye
And you're always telling
That it's my turn to move
When I wonder what could make the needle jump the groove
I wont fall for the oldest trick in the book
So don't sit there and think
You're off of the hook
By saying there is no use changing
Cause that's just what you are
Acting steady

Did I offend your ears By suggesting that a change might be a thing to try It would kill you just to try and be a nicer guy Its not like you would lose Some critical piece If somehow you
moved point A
to point B
Maintaining
there is no point changing

Now I could talk to you till I'm blue in the face
But we'd still run around the very same place
With you running around
Put me out of the race
So maybe you're right
Nobody can take Something older then time
And hope you could make it better
That would be a mistake
So take it just so far
Cause that's just what you are
That's just what you are That's
just what you are
when you forever
sleepwalk with
eyes shut wide

Your touch still lingers fresh in my mind

puckered and pulling you up to that
perfect place where you
overflow inside my beauty
and i explode with the
fluidity of your kiss.

The way that it can
solidify a moment
into a timeless flow that
both flies and stands breathlessly
still

As i await...
where you will bring me next.
my lover, you take me to great heights.
The sweat on your brow
paints the map
toward that brief serenity
of spent passions
sensitive
to your
intuitive
touch.

Painfully Pretty

long isles

fluorescent lights

ac





i imagine

in the mirror

gazing at myself

over green leafy produce



what may it be like to

be a vegetable

so

simple



a head of lettuce

comfortable in it's fate or not?


doomed to become some of my half eaten salad, soggy, coated in oil ad herbs, and slid into the trash.

The Days go by slow
but i am reminding myself
daily - hourly
that i must maintain this huge stockpile of
P A T I E N C E
that i can't get
O V E R W H E A L M E D
by the stresses and unhappiness that
i've brought upon myself...
that i've got to

keep busy
work hard
be creative
confide in friends
pinch pennies

and E V E N T U A L L Y
i'll end up somewhere that i've been hoping for all along

my lovers arms would be enough right now.

hedonism.
i need to forget about
what i want right now
and decide what i want in t he future

since every choice i make now
directly effects my future and the time that it will take to get to where i want.

Still

Still the triggers

hope they pass
at least pass sooner

than the crumbles of my dreams that i'm piecing togther
its getting messy

superglue on my palms

sticky situation
gotten into

delete those numbers mandy
forget those people

why hold on

My Lover. My One and Only. His Day.

complications lead me to fear the influence we have on each other

so much pain and hurt
spent some nice quiet sober time with my love
on his 25th birthday.

it wasn't enough.
of course fresh out of rehab, afraid to cash my check
i showed empty handed

didnt even make love.
how i miss making love.
our bodies were meant to be intermingled.

the rhythm the sounds the overall feeling bliss serenity

a few moments spent in solitude, memorable, yes.




one kiss from you - and time stands still - we might have made love - on a different plane - where this physical world cannot touch our love and happiness with one another - where your words wrap around me like a blanket - lying on clouds of dust in brief serenity - i feel our essences mingling deep within me - this is how we connect, while you whisper my name LOVER.