Always the victim, helpless, senile, female
Inhale, Inhale,
Exhale.
Loving, loving, hating you, life
Housewife, Housewife,
Lowlife.
(Where’s my nightlife?)
photography
He May Be the Hurricane /
He may be the hurricane but it's me that's breaking, crumbling, falling apart in his wake.
I'm going to be there until the very end though, I've decided. And I refuse to leave, under any circumstances, unless he asks me to. Because he needs me, we need each other. Honestly, neither of us can picture a life without the other. There IS no life without the other. I'm certain it's unhealthy how needy each of one another we really are. But that's always been a common theme in my life: emotional instability. We're all human after all and what's life without love? At all costs. It's always worth it.
Read MoreFilm de Sexe /
Witness eyelids falling, nails crumbling
Tears and sweat drenched sheets
Reaching to touch me, fumbling
(stumbling)
Stark silence, drum, rapid heartbeats
Smile for the camera, getting this on tape
Smile, even if it’s just pretend
Neglected babe, take a stab at escape
Mama found lothario, Daddy found his end
Slapdash Public /
No home to me And
a slapdash public
Succumbing to empty tomorrows
& apathetic values
So you said leave since
You’re staying
And stared at me in disdain.
Then you stopped loving me
Read MoreGrass /
She smoked her cigarette as her eyes roamed the place;
almost undressing it and because she didn’t know the stories behind it invented her own.
She never liked anything but the minty ice cold flavor of menthol.
I never understood her and she liked it that way.
Yesterday /
Yesterday
can’t be more than 10 miles away.
Midday
passed faster than 90 on the freeway.
Someday
That’ll be me out there in your caddy in the driveway.
Today
I’ll float lightly to 1975 on dreams of Broadway.
& observe the shifting shelf of blue eyes in the doorway.
Read MoreAdele Arcadia /
It’s paradise. It’s milk and honey.
It’s dolllars and cents. It’s all just money.
It’s sex and lust. It’s all a must.
It’s always fashionable. It’s always sunny.
To Haunt Me /
While I’ve rested on a decision and today is the first day
in many that I’m starting to feel like myself again –
I realize I’ll be dealing with this long after it’s over.
I’ll be looking into seeing a counselor sometime in the
near future to help me come to terms with not only this
but with everything else in my life that continues to haunt me.
I absolutely must move on from these things.
As I have no more free hands for any extra emotional baggage.
Every Cell of Your Being /
Be careful.
If you stare too long the intense potency of the plastic innocent facade will permeate through every cell of your being.
and the world might appear beautiful and hopeful again.
After all – true beauty isn’t chaste.