Aria

This woman’s body
Is scarred all over
With wounds of fear and
Of forgetfulness.
Her breath
Smells of old love, of
Jagged unrequited fantasies.
She lived hidden from
Painful reality –
The meanness and irony
Of Truth.
Her eternal companion
Is The Sun, silent but
Listening, always listening.
Though she bathes in her
Own stench of no hope, no promise,
It receives her with no malice.
She whispers, “Take me please…”,
Her plea lingering in the air.
In one swift second, her
Frail body crumbles to the ground,
And one moment her tortured vessel
Becomes dust, freely
Floating. She is Everywhere.
She is free to dream and be dreamed of.

contribution for Shades of Gray 2007

Approximately Defeated

for Koya

You release the splenetic, emotional idiot deeply rooted
In me. At first, the witty repartee was just alright.
Then it hastily became a war of heavy-handed
Words. However, as it progressed, I found every bite
You took at me endearing, making me as crazy as I was That Night.

- July 17, 2006 -
- 12:05 PM -
- Student Publications Office, CSB -

My Older Sister

You and I, lost in a moment of tumultuous ecstasy--
Mother knocks, but the forbidden, lustful air is deafening.
My quivering loins, longing for your delicious memory;
The spicy, tangy taste of your skin worth craving.
Our unbridled carnal love leaves me forver wanting.

- July 15, 2006 -
- 2:05 AM -
- Net Crawlers Net Cafe -