There Are Easier Ways

There are easier ways
to get rid of me-

You can punch me,
pull my hair,
or spit on me-

You can
make fun of me,
laugh in my
face,
or steal from me .

You can say you just wanna
be friends and
walk away.

You can run away,

You can push me down stairs,
or poison me-

You can step on my fucking
blue suede shoes.

There are easier ways
to get rid of me
than to
invite me into your world
and then leave me there
alone,
waiting for you to show.

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On the way there

On the way there,
there was poor feline left in the street to decay
and
I felt sad for it,

On the way there
there was rooster left in the lane to decay
 and
I felt sad for it,

But I am on my way to
see you
and must be at peace,

As a black BMW cuts
me off
making brake,
and  my horn blast out.

I finally got to see you
and then...

On the way back another
BMW cuts into my lane
and I
already filled with disappointment
have nothing left but
to blare my horn
again and again-

Moving closer and closer to
home
The lane
then slows as across-
an accident stops all traffic
as
cars decay

and police cars shine their
imposing lights-


it is there
 I begin
to see that the universe is sending me
a
signal
a sign
a warning-
not once or twice
but insisting
me
to pay attention.

And
Let her be-
or else
I
may not make it out alive.

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small gifts

It is in those
unimportant moments.

In the small
little moments where
nothing is said or
done.

No matter who's around,
it feels
like just you and me.

I feel at peace.

It is in those moments
that i
enjoy
being around you.

You never have
to tell me you don't love me.

I never have to hear what already know.

they  are small gifts
I allow myself.

You don't ever
have to say anything.
that's never the point...



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The nagivator

You're our navigator,
telling me which way to
turn.

How far to go.

You are the DJ
playing the right songs
for the moment

and should the song turn
melancholy

and should you
want to
turn around -
go home-

Well, that would be okay
 too.

For now, you sit there
with me in the moment.
knowing
where we are going.

And everything's
gonna be okay
as long
as you let the song
play to the end.

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Should the World End Tomorrow

Should I believe
the world is ending-

Should my faith in God falter,
 and
have nothing left to fear but hell.

Should I believe the world will
end tomorrow,
I would tell you everything
that I've locked inside.
chained-
starved-

I want to tell you about
the
first time I
noticed you
and the world seemed
somehow brighter.

and how when you
wear your hair a certain way,
it flows like like a endless black river
through the snow.

I want to tell you
how I've tried to
disappear to make
your life easier.

to let you go-
but
couldn't
and wont.

Should the world end tomorrow,
I'd want you to know.

Before you take his hand
to watch the last sunset-

and I wait to take your hand
to see the next sunrise,
that may never come.


2011

A Clarification of Sorts

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

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

but none of that
explains
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-

See,
that wasn't so hard at all.


10'

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,
and
I wanting nothing
more than to follow it
there
and hide.

And yes,
(after 3 years)
I tell her

"Yes I know your
name."



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Untitled

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
together,
wondering what
will happen
next


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