truth be told
i know
we were both only trying
to do the right thing
but what did you expect?
a picnic in the park?
baby, you dont go to waterloo
and come back unscathed.
restraint June 7, 2011
being near you
these days
is like holding my breath
underwater
eyes squeezed shut
heart in slow motion
my chest ready to burst.
but when we are done
and i’m gasping for air
i secretly wish
that you were still here.
stockholm syndrome May 14, 2011
there were no strings
no locks or bars
all doors
left wide open.
yet, i stayed
afraid of the unknown
victim and villain
we were like one.
but forgive myself
and forget you, i will
framed May 10, 2011
there’s a picture
of you
so beautiful
so brown
against the sky, deep blue.
as blue as i was when you left
or was it me?
its been so long,
i cant remember who left who.
high up on a ledge, you are laughing
tilting your head sideways
just enough to catch sunlight
in your eyes.
sometimes, it still surprises
that it’s not me you are with.
how do i explain this feeling
that i should have been there
in that moment.
why does it feel like
i’m the one
on this side of the camera.
i think this is how
i’ll remember you
laughing, almost flying
this is how happy
i could have made you.
so what does it matter
if it’s a picture
i’ve stolen from her.
hey casanova April 30, 2011
i wonder
if ever
it crosses your mind
that you
are much too old
to be sowing oats
however wild
you imagine they be.
in fact,
isnt it about time
you got started
on oats
for breakfast.
dear ex-boyfriend April 27, 2011
its no wonder
you come to mind
when the hour is late
and i’m counting lovers
instead of sheep.
i can see you now
how you were then
that beautiful body
arched over mine.
i can see your hands
on my hair, my hips
i can almost feel
your tongue in my ear.
but try as i might
i just cant see
me sitting across
at breakfast from you
baby, i cant imagine
what you’d say to me
except perhaps,
‘pass the butter please’
alter-ego April 19, 2011
she lies hiding
poised to leap
she watches me,
this other woman
she waits, biding time
for one weak moment
eager to tear down
these egg shell walls
doesnt she know?
they took so long to build.
if i’ve locked her away once
i have a million times
but she comes back
like a pesky stray cat
a persistent ghost.
i pity her, really i do
with her irrational dreams
of a man so unworthy
why wont she listen?
when i tell her
we are over him.
love or something like it. April 18, 2011
is it okay
that i want to kiss you
and tear you to pieces
both in the same hour?
irresistable April 11, 2011
pop! goes the weasel
and thump! goes my heart
pop! goes the damn weasel again
in and out of my poor head
maybe i’ll wake up one day
and kick the rat outta bed
