Monthly Archives: July 2012

i just dont know

i hear The Car
the one i’ve dreaded
all my life
the off beat rumble
sets me teeth on edge
but it’s too late

i hear The Car door
shut, just as she always
used to do it
somewhere between a slam
and a gentle shut
the perfect balance
between power and confidence

i hear The Swagger
her walk reflecting
that fucked up confidence
the jingle of her keys
as she swings them
up over her hand
up back over her hand
but it’s too late

she is here for something
and i dont care
she wants or worse
she needs
and i don’t care
it’s too late

if ever i wished
for something to be different
really different
it would be for magical powers
before we opened the door

i just dont know
if i would wish for
the power to reach her heart
or the to kill her heart
once and for all

maybe in her case
it would be the same thing


the end of the party

help us
they have trapped us
in honey and glue
to light their party

they sang our favorite song
and filled the place
with wonderful smells
and intoxicated food

for weeks they have
whispered to our dreams
that our perfect mates
lay waiting for us
in the bottom of the jars
we laid down next to the perfect forms
and woke up to this nightmare

we are stuck to the jars
each of us have struggled
each of us still stuck
and once the party is over
once the humans go home
we know, with the sinking feeling
of someone drowning,
that we are components in some larger evil
and the honey-glue has
weakened us

you must come help us
before they revert
to their powerful forms
before the end of the party

image found on tumblr


of all the mortals

of all the mortals in the world
i call you to me
i have the heart
to accept you
as you are
i have the sight to see

of all the mortals in the world
i yearn to see you
i trust in your existence
and i call you to me
through flame and knowledge
through love and trust
and through time

of all the mortals in the world
i know your moment of ending
has arrived in the future
i have seen it, felt it, know it
and i could have helped
come to me to learn the secret

i want to save you

found on tumblr


romanticize the monster

most people think i’m wealthy
i let them, no manor of
illusion or boredom could
encourage me to set the record straight
to argue with an imbecile
is to become one

most people think i’m immortal
nothing is immortal
the stars die to give life
the universes will
one day far in the future
die off, and darkness will reign
and then one day that too will end

most people think i’m
a beautiful, languid creature
long neck, spiked back,
clawed and winged
or that i can change into
an image of perfect beauty
in their own image
what a human thought

i am much more
and much less
than the hopes and fears
attached to the utterance
of my form
and i have come before you
to ask for help

image found on tumblr


his icy imagination

all i wanted was the heat
to leave me be
i shivered with the thought
of his hands holding
ice cubes
mixed with the sweat on my skin

it’s fucking hot outside
and fucking hot inside
seeing him work in the tiny space
serve people, his sparkling smile
the way we would brush up against each other
unavoidable in that tiny space

the moment we changed from
coworkers to lovers
was the moment he closed the windows
prepared the truck to leave
i was busy doing the same
but my body knew every moment
where his body was
and he leaned into me
from behind
to place an item in an above cubby
and kissed my neck
which was deliciously shocking
because he had an ice cube
in his mouth

a moan escaped me
and before i knew it
i pushed backward
with a naughty grind

we faced each other
and passionately kissed
sharing the coolness of ice
on the hot summer day
and all i could manage to say after
was “Kiss My Grits”
we shared a laugh

that was years ago
once we owned the truck
we painted it on the side
and every summer day
i burn for him to use
his icy imagination
after we have sold out
and closed up

mobile lunch truck with kiss my grits painted on the side

image title “Kiss My Grits” by Trish+Brian on wordpress.com


no reply

One moment he is cooking
in the kitchen
silent as usual
the aromas and sizzling
drift over
make my mouth water

“Love, that smells delicious.”
no reply
“Can I help?”
no reply

i try to find him
he disappeared
he is gone, and it’s my fault
the curse took him
as it always does
we were so careful
and it made no difference

my beloved
my single soulmate
consumed by the ether

i dont think i can
do this again


locked together for eternity

she let it out
the universe will
never be the same
the eternal dance
begun by her

she looked me in the eye
and opened the box
i saw the wisps of smoke
the power
she unleashed
it screamed a horrible
screech of joy
as it dissipated

i felt it cover me
waves of dread
my body began dieing
in that moment
a little more each day

she is locked
into a daily duty
and she must
release death everyday
to age the universe

she also unknowingly
unwillingly
locked us together
for eternity
i cannot leave her side
for if someone else knew
death would cease

she glares at me
every morning
willfully opens the lid
and everyday
i die a little more

image by unknown (found on tumblr)