Peace

my Heart

is in heat

to pursue

that

for which I fiend

to open you up

with the softest affection

and pulsing

slide between

the spaces of all

your life's breathing sections

to push

to mesh

to press

to scream!

so loaded

with light lust & love

unexploded

so ready to take you

beneath me

enfolded

so open

so firmly

so finally

release

I'll frame you

I'll fill you

your consequence,

peace

Dolor

Of late

moonlight spills 

to tell you've escaped 

standing next to

my projected fate 

you imprinted

a definite ghost 

with laughter

in a sun 

that filled your face

with the first calm of life so loved 

What I Can

If I could compose

My love for you

If I could say

The ineffable

That you convey

-It's in my dreams

How vain I would be

To believe

I could capture in between

Birth and death

With words and breath

An affection that moves

Beyond their means

Although living I love you

(Beaming to hold your hand)

I understand
For you it's not true

Still I'm satisfied

With what
You do

If it's
Who
you
are

Unspecified Pronouns

I think you are cruel

In your deepest heart 

And if you don't see this

You are a fool 

Even now in our separate worlds 

Connected we live 

So differently 

Than we did 

Then

Cluelessly 

You came after me in tears 

Problems with pronouns 

Defined your whole year 

All the undercurrent, 

I was so obvious! 

Something unsettled 

Was capped by 

The insidious 

(You rendered our history ridiculous) 

Cuteness couldn't win my mind

with something so simple 

written clearly in my face 

-A dead give away- 

but I was replaced 

I saw this act span across years

I saw a real you

Trapped inside the game 

I saw strings attached 

& I drew up a child 

How long have I known? 

How long these strings? 

And you stop 

Your dance

Speaking straight

To my face 

"What's wrong?" you ask, "What's wrong?" 

High School #19 (for Emily Dickinson)

Lapping a head

Dueling screened windows

Skinny fellows

Lashing at innocence

& Jealous of the bumble bees

Their vengeance is

Uncompromising stings

-instructors of hate!

How did you know?

Six years old

Lying in the grass

Nature abiding

Do hornets have eyes for that?

Terrible inflictions

are Nature's cruel alarms

From poison ivy

to adders!

High School #10

Your eyes are candy traps 

Soul is a harvest moon 

Pushing thru my atmosphere  

love like a childhood 

fourth grade stomach ache 

To see your smile,

To miss your skin...

It's no obsession! I promise!

Life is merely dreary 

When you're gone. 

High School #7

I struggle thru the din

of restless morning voices

And listen to the polices

Of grade A student choices

I'm neither type today

(as most days I am not)

I'm writing on dictionaries and desks

And tying my shoelace in knots

I'm parrying all of the homework

That graduation doesn't require

Drifting in ideas of mid-day adventure

Or up-north midnight fires

Insatiable energy builds in the hours

A city is calling my name;

There's ladders to be climbed!

There's Pathways to discover!
But at school

I'm busy wasting a day.

Entreaties

Do you know how many men

mistake that look for affection?

My eyes fly out of my head with perception!

-racing flight pawned off onto sight-

I can't hear a sound

-the world around me drools!

My soul presses out

with photographic tools...

The logic of you

as merely my friend

is dim

& your kindness

cruel!

Here's one more man

who takes himself apart

at your feet

as if saying

this is just the start

of what I'll do

to entreat

your Heart.

Conquest

My Body is rich with dreams of you

exists 

to carry some kiss

to subdue 

Desire inspired 

by your lips

that I knew

were of the few to respond 

Completely true 

I must live off of a glimpse of you

for some time

so I worship your Heart

In the center of my Mind 

My Body is rich with dreams of you 

persists in seeking out 

your deepest faces

ensconced in estates of my soul

Some day we shall be even 

Love for Love 

Until then I must make you my goal. 

Vast and Alive

In the deep in 

The inner Inn 

Infinite angles exist 

From which to raise my fist

and proclaim... ! 

-But I stay behind my Self 

& stray to Peripheries 

Where enormous Life passes

In crisp falling nows,

Acknowledging

Bittersweet Beauty 

Collapse and Aging 

Since perfectly we've aligned 

The coldest figures of winter are mine 

Kept warm in you,

Kept completely Vast

and Alive  

.

From your thousand attributes

one is with me now-

I have made peace with silence

-that first metal of solitude

and am alone

in your house darling,

missing you.

How to pass the hours

until this ends

and you are now

the future I await?

Passing Notes

I pace thru letters

forming words

that reach &

end up swooning instead

To watch those hands

Smoking and light

To find magnificent

Pictures in the white

Passing by

My clumsy stance only proves

Dumbfounded

I'm amazed at the way she moves

This heart holds within me

These emotions that endure

Notice one woman purely

She is near me

(you are her)

Ten Year Ghost

I'm already losing you 

Losing yourself to them; 

Endless people that surge.

You're blissing out in cafe veins 

With delusions of growing

Somehow by their names.  

                I cannot ride

the social pool 

loosely gaining faces astray 

falling in on endless hives 

with lukewarm receptions

& manual chairs

automatic invitations 

lost in their stares.

I am a stranger

Not unknown

merely waiting 

for time to turn back, 

for your energy 

to receive me with immediacy 

as if miraculously 

this war was over 

and finally 

I stood before you still alive