sweatshop headaches
she makes me an offer
do I recover?
You come into my dreams
Standing there slightly judging
Please go and leave me alone
Your sadness penetrates my life
Thoughts and memories
Come rushing back
I wake up in a cold sweat
Only to realize that you aren't here
Let me live my life in peace
I have suffered long enough
I still see your smirk
And the quiet commanding voice
That leaves me no choice
You are no longer here so please go
I have paid the price of your death
Picked up the pieces of your sadness
Scattered all over the house that I left
Ran away and never looked back
Thought you would leave me in peace
What do you want from me
I have a new life without you
Let me heal please...
Jennifer
My socks don't match
I can't find my shoes
I forgot my jacket
I dropped my coffee
My pen stopped working
I ran out of shampoo, but not conditioner
The past carried so much normalcy that it was deemed boring.
I remember the smile that I left with you and the stars that shone only in your eyes.
The present now carries a lift that you thought made things easier.
But you continue to run.
You have run the biggest race of your life, driven by a mind you never chose to have in the first place.
I met a child in the past, and I can remember him by his smile.
The man standing before me is still smiling, but he often wonders what the point of it all is.
Sometimes it feels like I am dealing with two different people.
The man keeps trying to convince me that he isn't that different from the mind I knew.
Oh and I believe him. Not just because he wants me to, but because I know the man he became is one that was born out of the desperation to survive whatever this whole cycle is.
The present gave him steps, noises, and countless clicks that satisfied only an urge.
As he tries to silence the noises and then continues to tell me about his world, which is now new to me,
He will click click click until everything becomes okay again.....
I translated this from German to English. Which unfortunately makes it less elegant.
To share my love,
nothing more painful can I imagine,
than to tear my heart in two.
To be bound to someone eternally,
but never fully belong to him
There is neither yes nor no,
just endless desire.
To be betrayed, in the
most cruel way, is not
with the body, but
with the heart.
Chaos of emotions, Love and
Suffering have never been closer to
each other.
How will this End, no
solution in sight
With pain and tears?
I don't know
The obligation, to have to make a decision
weighs heavily on my Shoulders
My tongue is tied
tinted scarlet windows
that I fly through
as I let my grasp go
from the guide meant for peace.
My chances decrease,
while my dreams do the opposite.
I mix up your silence
with the screams of my hope
to be saved.
I’m depraved
from the touch I long to feel again,
with your voice and face
engraved into my desire
for a better future.
This may seem like a love poem,
but it’s a glove
that holds a situation
a situation of no conversation.
I listened to silence for a sign.
Thinking your eyes said something
your mouth only did once.
My tongue is tied
as I wave goodbye
to the figure
society calls a crush.
eight legs skittered by
fear made me step on its life
then saw last web shine
Haiku#1
gossip as stray cats
steals from the window ajar—
no respect for home
Haiku#2
wind blows aimlessly
scattering our untrained fires
across the terrain
Haiku#3
under his pillow
our boy rests a laurel leaf
in pursuit of dreams
I want to shut my eyes and dream
floating, lifting the pressure off my spine
I want to exist without necessity
free from desire—from expectation
and yet I do,
exist.
painfully so
I’ve become my wost nigtmare
like my father- a cynic
but without children or excuse
a blameless grey blob in search of the edge
to plunge into the next dimension
where I am nameless and free
and yet still,
I exist.
birds singing through their feathers
her heart in her skin's footsteps
will not remember where it once remembered
a shadow left lying to her breast
under trees she hopes to melt
though still on ground their stinging pelt
birds singing through their feathers
will not remember where it once remembered
like shadows, tongue's to be full u n c e a s i n g hunger
there is no way to this darkness
there is a Phillies fan named Dan
who roots for them from the stands
this year it is said
they play like they are dead
Dan better find a new team when he can
When Love is broken so is our friendship
I've been looking for a women with a devilish grin
Been looking for a women in silhouette white
I've been wanting a women who's a little of both
I think I've seen her in peripheral flight
there was a young lad from Atholl
who claimed he was large and natural
one night it was said
with Flo in bed
she said actually you have a major shortfall
there was a young cad named Bill
who liked to chase blondes for a thrill
one night it was said
with a lass in bed
she said you are juxtaposed with a brunet named Jill
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