Sunday, August 26, 2012

Hook, Line, and Time

If I could write
these words would not follow a line
they would take up space
in the spaces beyond time
they would break and bend
til they intersected
I would turn these words
bank them
drift them around in minds

If I could write
these words would not
flow in meters
they would not have pauses
they would be the space
in between these words
I would stack them like bricks
making towers of thoughts
into symbols that speak of
veiled faces and hymns

If I could write these words
they would be in a circle
a in be would they
words these write could I if
looping them like lassos
to fit around my waist
so I could carry them
and remember
they are just words
they have no form in eternity
they will lose significance
when the lines fall back on each other
and future becomes present's past

Friday, August 24, 2012

All This Time

Scattered melodies
nothing syncopated
to the timing of my heart
I tried to catch the beat

Where once
rhythm rhymed
constant to a flow
and back beats
broken down by breaks
rolled my hips
I closed my eyes
and listened
not wanting you
to falter in your flow
I let you lead
like intros

The fade in
made my heart sing
something like
fa la
fa la la la
the hook and chorus
captured me
I got caught up in
the bass
as it vibrated under my feet

In a trance
with eyes open
I listened to the
repetition of my echos
the track so deep
my hands over my head
I forgot
the song had to change

Dancing on this floor
life like strobe lights
kept me guessing
what you looked like
when the lights came up
and when they did
the only thing to be seen
was the sweat dripping from my eyelashes

All this time
I thought you were leading
when it was the beat of time
I couldn't catch your beat
I couldn't follow your rhyme
but in here
within my heart
I found the rhythm
for the next dance

Now
there is nothing
for me to do
but let this feeling fade out
and wait
cause this dj
keeps playing my songs



Monday, August 6, 2012

Meet-Up

I hear what you're saying
the words foam up
in my ears
I can't pretend I don't
It's all 
I've wanted to hear

You want me to meet you
somewhere in the middle
where we can take some time
to see the reason why
you think of me

I hear what you're saying
my heart thumps 
in time to the cadence 
of your speech
I can't pretend
It's all 
I've ever wanted to hear

I believe in something
like you
Something like
interlocking fingers
and bashful smiles
The reasons I think of you

When it feels this good
there's no denying
how the voices in your mind 
become one
You have become mine

I hear what you're saying
I hear it all around me
I can't deny
it's all I want to hear
are you just a dream

If I reached out my hand 
would you meet-up
with me
If I asked you
would you stay around
It seems you are all around
it would be nice to meet you




Friday, August 3, 2012

Agreement

Make my eyes
glisten with exotic colors
they will not speak more
they will not be anymore
open
Painted face or natural
the smile will shine as bright
You will see my joy

Let my hair
fall down my back
cut it short
let it wave or make it straight
it will not add value to my heart
it will not show a soul

Let me be eight sizes
smaller
Make your fingers
wrap around my waist
make my skin
something other than
what it is
either way
you touch me I will close my eyes

I am everything
I can be right now
I am all the things
my heart lets me be

But all you see
are images made up
from the fantasies of other men
you nod your head
at anyone who
leans to your wind
leaving me feeling the breeze

One day you will remember
in your mind
I was average
and you wanted extraordinary
I was here
you wanted far away
I loved
you wanted confirmation

Then the agreement
that was made
before creation
will be read
and the verdict will show
there was nothing ordinary
about me






Fiction

I thought you were magic
the way you kept coming in 
and out of my life
what else was I to think

Years have put a tenderness
to my face
and beliefs in my mind
that you would be 
wonderful to hold in my hands
taste with my mouth

Here you are
and I see I may have
underestimated my heart
and leaned on illusions
I thought I saw someone else
in your eyes

You who came in with intentions 
as pure as mine
where did you misstep
where did I 
Where did we fall asleep

Now that we are awake
maybe you see me now
maybe I saw you then
and we just told each other secrets
because nobody else would listen 

Now that someone else
will listen
I will turn my thoughts inside 
and listen to the thoughts
divide them 
fact from fiction
letting the average
be the ending of this story


Tenderness

Hands
I feel hands
creeping around my neck
fingers tapping
instead of squeezing
I'm being reminded
of time

Weak from
breathing too hard
I'm fearing the pressure
against my windpipe
all I feel are taps

I see
snakes in my dreams
how many
are around me
ready to strike
at my ankle


My ears are tortured
From cries
I haven't the heart to sooth
It makes me want to scream
and press the fingers in
why won't they close

I want to leave
I want to close my eyes
and wake
in a place of darkness
but all I feel is tapping

This retched feeling is
all the tenderness of this world
I will receive
I surrender the fear in me
fall forward
but the hands let go