i want to rip her open…

i want to be back inside her skin…

‘edacious’

a year since we’ve truly spoken. tack another half just to twist my guts. rationality wipes scores from the wall but fingers persist the death spiral down. a hole to another universe swallowed the sheetrock and it’s just as good cause it hides the cavity my fist punched through. i miss you. and if you come back to my world again i’d consume your bones. take in all your cells so no matter what i do that do ain’t done alone. pride is the frost that kills the bloom and the ice across our line a reminder our climate askew. i’m used to dragging days and nights i’ve consumed too much booze but it keeps you from leaving me and condemns me to writing you. just come back. there’s a cancer staring at all the restrictions and if only you threw open the same sashes to make yourself as carnivorous as i.

edacious:

voracious and devouring

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what is love to you? is it about doing the little things? or is it simply about one thing few know little of – showing up. 

 ‘close but no cigar’

you did everything

but love me.

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i call these my ‘throwaway pieces’ or my ‘fillers.’ snippets of something that come to mind while i’m in-between poems or actually in the middle of writing one. when that happens, i’ll stop the poem on a dime, quickly jot down the words i see in my head, then resume. i’ve shared a lot of them & don’t give them a second thought. to be honest, sometimes i don’t think they’re very good. but they come from somewhere so there must be meaning. what do you think? what stops you on a dime? do you have ‘throwaways’ in life or is everything measured just so?

‘karma’

i do not want to see you undressed;

i want to see you undone.

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‘what buries’

 (from dead bird)

keep bones in palms

anything other you are a liar

silence is violence too

dirt for the flower

shelter for its seed

aren’t we all in love

with someone else

faked until time comes due

and what flees from breast

we cannot cage

despite the sorrow

and all the aching

what buries does not keep dirt

what buries does not keep dirt. 

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‘set me straight’

my urging maddened

a long master steeped

bitter death thirst

under diseased and heedless skies

so very strange the senses,

and her placed finger upon lips—

“everything perishes,” she roils

her brightness a ruby gone undiscovered

who could question or spin

from her gravity;

perhaps her pale hands

will harness something other

than a passing one day.

i wait

shivering under the 

singular crookedness of her baptizing. 

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‘thumbs’

your lips inclined for summer

i filled your lacking chest

with unpublished form and desire

as a great artist would

but so much more confessional

and like idle draperies,

you hung autumn conversations

before nights grew long,

or familiar

or hastened, and dark,

without evidence 

of the complete picture

i believed you would be. 

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go to the local bar. not a party bar. a dim gritty local bar. sit. order a drink. settle yourself in. listen closely. feel the energy. read the faces. allow the stories into your pores…

‘r.i.p. social media’

funeral services

will be held today

for all the martyrs

that write of their

inconsequential woes

while down at

the local bar

tears fill the beers

of the woebegone

and forgotten.

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when love was actually at the bar…

‘romance is dead’

they hold hands on their way

out of the bar.

stares, the stares

eyes boring into their backs.

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old poem here, but i still remember this moment, still remember the tullamore dews being passed over my notebook and thinking to myself ‘i hope no one spills their shots.’ of course, i was the one to spill his shot on my notebook then furiously dabbed at the puddle atop the page. this poem serves as a lesson that sometimes the ‘you’ i write about is actually self-reflective.

‘it never dries’

i can write over stains 

of tullamore dew in my notebook

but i cannot write

over fuck-ups you’ve committed

across my life. 

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‘she’s here’

simplicity

what passion should be

the great white canvas brushed

no explanation

a gaze that shines in the vacuum.

illusion stitched behind the lids,

i have longed to perceive,

to know tactile existence,

conditioned for a height i’ll fall living;

and then she slipped 

like christmas into my mouth,

a gift,

and left my tongue of cloves,

and the tearing sound of sight

beautiful and awful at once;

and the knowing,

the sweet simplicity of my knowing.

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