Tuesday, October 05, 2010

A Clarification of Sorts

they were scratching their head
to figure out
what i wanted.

Sex they could
get their
heads around,
or even the need to be understood.

but none of that
it all here.

none of that is enough-
She couldn't understand what I wanted from her.

So, I want to explain.
I want to clear the air
with this:

I wanted you to treat me
the way the rain treats the desert-

that wasn't so hard at all.


A failed social experiment

It failed-
this experiment in life.

I took out
my phone
to get her number,
but she stopped me
with a question.

My phone went back into
my pocket,
I wanting nothing
more than to follow it
and hide.

And yes,
(after 3 years)
I tell her

"Yes I know your



she exploded
like a bomb
like a water balloon
like a nest of hornets

She walked off
like a strike picketer
like a storm
like solider

She stayed
like a stain
like a uninvited guest
like a specter

and all and all
I stand here
rubbing my hands
wondering what
will happen


The Old Man Who Wanted my Blood

The old man
us we sat drinking from plastic bottles.

he asked for a cigarette
and my friend
obliged him.

but he didn't go away
he just stood there-

drunk in all glory
and misery.

I tried to make small talk
and he starts to cry

I tell him
everything gonna be okay.

But he's
looking at me like
i stole from him-
like i owed him

like he wanted my blood.

he held my hand
not looking for a fight
i let him-

then I stood determined
to be on my way.

He called out to me.


and then said
"fuck you"

He wanted us to stay
to be his friends.

But I never looked back.

I already have a father
who wants my blood,
and one is enough.


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