Monday, April 13, 2009

Lost Weekend Lover

My lost weekend lover, New York lover:
Come out to Chicago.
John Lennon will have nothing on us.
Come a loose something with me.
If I could, I would
Lost weekend lover.
We'll wander these desolate streets as long as you want.
Gazing at the lonely loveliness,
Seeing ourselves in the shadowous street lamps, the mirrirous rain puddles.
We'll feel the soft cool air on our skin.
Kiss by the moonlight, 
Over the star studded river, the gems running through it.
Oh, my bridge over the opulent river.
That's where I will take you lover.
No one will know who we are,
No one will care we're together. 
No one will care what we're doing.
I want a lost weekend. 
Come to Chicago, lover.
Lost weekend lover.
New York lover.

Thursday, April 9, 2009

New York Lover to Be

I just had the most wonderful experience
With a boy from New York.
I think I'm in love.
He's in love with the female charm,
but everything but mine.
He has like a dream: mood ring
His conversation, divine.
I think I'm in love again.
Oh sweet heart,
Don't break, don't break on him
A million miles away.
I couldn't watch him.
But please, I want to make him mine.
Oh dear Juliet tease him not.
Make sure your clear on the line.
Because if you keep him to yourself
I'll die.
I can't find a gem like him, and cast it back
Like a pebble at the water's edge.
Please, let me love another romantic
And have him love me back.

Sunday, March 29, 2009

Here is the Truth.

What is surprising me,
What is stunning me, is that
I don't care.
I don't care that you're hurt.
I don't care that you're angry.
I built myself up for this because I know no matter how it ended
You always would be.
Fuck you and your rash conclusions.
Fuck you, you thought you knew me.
I kept so much from you.
I could throw it all at you
Tumble you over and make you hurt as well as hate.
But I won't.
I'm done.
You should be too.
I moved on long before you ever knew the end was coming. 
Yes moved, past tense.
At the end it was only pity.
At the end it was only loyalty.
Now I can be happy.
Not I can blossom.
You know you would never be able to say things like that to me in person.
You weak shadow of a man.
Using letters to say what you feel. 
Stand behind your words dammit.
Say it to me in person like a human.
Go hind behind a wall, avoid eye contact,
Weak.
Weak.
That's what you are.
I will always know this.
I will always feel it.
I didn't break you, you broke you.
You always knew who I was, what was going on. 
Fuck you, deciding to deal with now that you don't have to see me.
Convenient. 
That's all you were. 
A couple blocks away and a good fuck.
Pity is what I had for you. 
Disgust has replaced it.


Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Joe's Knives

You took a little knife:
That collection your dad took away, from when you use to cut yourself.
You took the prettiest one and made sure thee was none of me left
Carefully carved me out.
Did I never exist?
Did we never exist?
You knew exactly what you were doing
You knew you were trying to erase me
Was it really that bad?
I am really that much of a monster?
Three years down the drain
Three years I'll never forget, never regret.
Will you scar?
Have you healed?
Could you really do it that fast, I know I can't.
I'm trying to be me.
But I'm becoming an empty shell of happiness
I can't be in a bad mood, because I don't feel anymore.
I can't.
I'll never love.
I can't.
I'll never be.
I can't.
I don't want to move.
I can't.
All I can do is sleep
As much as possible
All there is school that keeps me awake
I'm scared of thinking too much and letting it all back in
I've desensitized myself trying to make everything okay.
I'm a big girl, I'm mature I keep telling myself.
Is that really true?
Can I just shrug off love.
If I can't
I sure as hell am trying hard.


Saturday, March 7, 2009

Train Weck

I sprinted all the way home
        Chocking, crying
I flew past street lamps
       Their golden glow a blur
Neighbors walking their dogs turned and stared
What a sight to behold at night
a beautiful train wreck happening before their eyes
The bent destroyed beasts were my heart and my soul
The destruction, sheer destruction of my will was impetuous. 
Clashing of metal screeched out of my throat
Like a mechanical bird crying out over a vast industrial landscape
with towers of scrap metal, syringes topping them off like christmas stars
The train rushed past them too
Blowing their image away like dust dissipating into the thin air of the night
There was something awe inspiring about it
Seeing the emptiness of god unfold
and dogwalkers observing it like it was a part of their routine eight o'clock walk around the block
How is the breaking down of a human soul so captivating?
How is the destruction of everything known so breathtaking? 
I put the penny on the track derailing my whole life.
Something done so many times before by others has done the thing that no one thought they would achieve
I've done it.
I am the creator this colossal catastrophe
I am the one who thwarted my own life.  







Monday, March 2, 2009

BURN.

I have regrets, but not which you would think
I wish I had done it
I wish I had courage
I've been timid and weak with my love
Not strong for you, 
        for your being
I see myself slipping away from you and I understand why
I want to be there, in your arms,
Kissing you, loving you, being yours
But I can't.
And we both know it
I wish I had courage to leave 
I wish my heart was strong enough to hurt another for my own benefit
But I can't. 
I am weak.
I am not what you wish I was
But I still wish I was yours
I still wish you loved me with that fire
I want to burn, and I will.
        Burn in Hell for all the thoughts I've had of you
        Burn for all the chances I could have taken but didn't
        Burn in regret for the rest of my life wanting you and not having you
One day, I swear, I will
We will be together and there will be nothing
to end the fires of our love
And we will burn together for all eternity
                              The brightest flame know to man
                              We'll scorch all that come our way
                              Consume ourselves in the passion that is us
                              With so much lust and rage
                             
                            

Saturday, February 28, 2009

c o n f e s s i o n s

I said nothing as I left
There was nothing needed to
We both knew what there was
                                    "did I tell you about my green sweater?"
                                    "sounds great"
We both know what is there
                                    "you're horrible, you know that?"
I am in love with you, but I never can be
I want you to know you're everything
I need and want
But this will never be 
It can't, it won't
                                   "sex is the fastest way to ruin a friendship"
I'm almost over this
but a little part of me doesn't want to be
I always want to have you there
That tension, that self hatred 
                                "would you two fuck and get it over with?"
I want you, I can have you
I love you, but I try not to.






Note from author:
I hope one day he'll read this and understand why I make us crazy.