0122

I have time of a kind on my hands today
Seconds sliding over skin
Counting down till - almost gone
Minutes dripping off my fingers with
Tick Tock Tick
Like clockwork in my palm

0117

Savory to the taste
Full. Your touches
Are filling me too quickly.

Too much matter
For too little will.
Were it not for leaking,
I wouldn’t ever be left wanting.

Searching out something in the other
I am left intoxicated
For lack of another word.
Sickening myself put driven on.

Cutting back emotion
Demons come hunting
I fight back with teeth and nails.

0106

Red yarn knotted
Knitting yards of red knots
Not to be needy
But I’d like something of an answer,
Or near enough at least
If you don’t mind too terribly

It’s a time of tremendous thought
Toes tripping near the edge already
And the waters looking rough
Trip line pulled tight to ripping out needles

Our methods of meddling are deadly
Trial tests sought in answer
It’s tough to hear above the tempest
Wondering if we can ever be enough

010509

Waking up to
Where the hell am i?

december rec

I know you saw me
I was right in front of you
I could see you seeing.

I know you saw me
I touched your shoulder
And told you how you were missed

I know you saw me
You were looking right at me
As I looked right back at
Me times two

I know you saw me
You were staring at my stare
I could see you seeing