Garden of Eden - pale, empty, dead
Nothing this human carcass left unsaid
Rope, tree, rabid Impulsivity
“She don’t love me, you don’t love me”
o he hung himself instead
poetry and prose
Senile, Female /
Always the victim, helpless, senile, female
Inhale, Inhale,
Exhale.
Loving, loving, hating you, life
Housewife, Housewife,
Lowlife.
(Where’s my nightlife?)
No One Suspected /
No one suspected
You were neglected,
You were infected,
You were rejected.
You, in your pretty black shoes,
you, in your flower girl tattoos.
No one suspected you
you, were abused.
Another Day /
Walk fast, take the stairs, elevators are uncomfortable
Papers with numbers, people you don’t know
People who don’t care about you
Sit down, wait, watch the clock, watch the clock
Another day, try not to regret getting out of bed
opting to take your chances out in the world instead
Film 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
Cat Says He'll Be Here Tomorrow /
News says little girl was raped,
Cat says he’ll be here tomorrow.
Phone says “baby, come home.”
I knew we weren’t alone.
You yanked my legs open anyway,
pulled my panties to the side,
only noticing for a minute –
the contrast of pink to white.
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 MoreMaybe Monday /
suppose we’re not moving at all
nothing’s changed since nightfall
It’s fun when it’s rarely done
and from here you seem so small
Infamous and child star
Destined for a memoir
(passenger on going so far)
Adele 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.
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.