Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Morning.

i'm on the edge of who you are
hovering here along the boundary
and how hungry i am
I am so thirsty for this final draught
Immerse me
Come to and find me here
standing on the edge of your skin
handing off the corner of your smile
waiting for you to reach for me

come find me.
i've been lost in your dreams
finally- you're awake.

Saturday, December 12, 2009

tell me
why when i reach my arms to you
your eyes snap shut
leaving only the black streak of your eyelashes
in two slashing scars across your face
and your mouth tied up tight
with two small knots at each corner
and the pink of your lips in a bow
just on the edge of a pout
but with a sharper edge
tell me
what i have done
to become hateful in your eyes
to be endured not enjoyed
what sin have I committed
for the sentence of shunning
how stern you are with your subtle shoulders
leaning away from me
but politely of course
the courtesy that cuts me to the quick
How quick you are to change
I fear I am, as always, behind the times.

So tell me.
When did I become the monster?

Hope

let me tear the moonlight from my hair
with my ragged nails pull
strands of magic dripping silver
across the ravaged ground

strange you to stranger me
let me introduce myself
with the shake and tremble
that took root in the depth
of me at your touch

let me stand here on the edge of dawn
and dare you to breathe
grasp the air like the wine
you described me as
look at me with the light
bouncing off the concrete

I have torn the moonlight from my hair
I left you in the dark standing there