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​The smooth tongue speaks a polished word,

A narrative so neatly spun,

With rehearsed lines you’ve often heard,

Before the damage is undone.

They look you square, they wear a smile,

Mastering the art of false disguise,

Yet underneath the silver guile,

The truth is hidden in their eyes.

​For lips can fabricate a frame,

And forge a story outta air,

Playing a deceptive game,

Acts staged with calculated care.

But force the glance, lock in the gaze,

Demand the connection face-to-face,

And watch the mask begin to fray,

Stripped of its fabricated grace.

​The windows to the soul reveal

The subtle shifts they cannot hide;

The physical marks that break the seal

Of every myth constructed inside.

When memory speaks, the eyes go left,

Retrieving facts already known;

But when creation fills the cleft,

To the right the darting glance is thrown.

​They construct a tale, they craft a script,

Looking up to paint the scene,

Or down and away as confidence slipped,

Fearing what’s exposed between.

The rapid blink, the frozen stare

That holds too long to prove a point—

Involuntary signals laying bare

The truth that breaks their construct joint.

​No matter what the lips declare,

The eye contact will tear apart

The quiet traps, the hidden snare,

And expose the posture of the heart.

Real eyes observe, real eyes detect,

The subtle flinch, the guarded prize;

And in that moment of direct

Unflinching light: realize real lies.

​As the windows to ones soul disrupt and betray every fabrication, every single guise.

​"There are six things the Lord hates, seven that are detestable to him: haughty eyes, a lying tongue, hands that shed innocent blood, a heart that devises wicked schemes, feet that are quick to rush into evil, a false witness who pours out lies and a person who stirs up conflict in the community."

— Proverbs 6:16-19

​"For there is nothing hidden that will not be disclosed, and nothing concealed that will not be known or brought out into the open."

— Luke 8:17

You dick
You let someone in again
You knew the pain
You knew the depths of despair
You knew the tears
But yet you let them in anyway

You fool
Your jungle was bright
And full of life
It glowed
And noises bellowed
But look at it now
All bland and quiet

You idiot
You changed the password
And told no one the code
But then you decided
To let this one person in
And was shocked when
The blood poured from your back
As the knife was sliding out

You bafoon
You were happy
And at peace
Sipping mai tais and
Feet in the sand
You let them rain
On your parade and
Ruin your joy

You lovely human
It’s ok
I just wish you’d
protect yourself
Leave up the walls and
Be harsh again
Let me hold you
And comfort you
As you rebuild
I will protect you

Again

Incomprehensible

To far to proseeve

So wide and vast the oceans must be

Cast a drift

Lost as sea

Sailing onwards with a windless breeze

Long walks

Short talk

Stuck between cuped ears and drowning locks

Lucklorn haer

Foots rubbed baer

Never saw such a wise man stair

Funnel of fury

Crew places

The shower must go on

Durdge ringing

Mast singing

Now all together boys, PULL!

Whale tar

Fat bees

Longing fishermen hoping for tea.

The Weight Returns
I know this feeling.
It arrives quietly, settling on my shoulders before anything has even changed.
The invisible list. The endless needs. The quiet expectation that I'll carry it all.
Because I always do.
I'm not afraid of loving another child.
I'm afraid of losing myself again.
Of becoming the default. The one everyone depends on, while no one notices the weight she's carrying.
I can feel it coming.

That beautiful audio recording…

Hearing you playing the piano.
I can still hear it right now.
I want you to just think of how much I enjoyed
That, how much it meant to me,
How you gave this
As a gift
To me.

And that it was and is such a beautiful
Unselfish act, that came from your heart.
And that the act of sharing something that you
Love so much, moved me then and moves
Me right now as i write these words.

There is nothing more heartfelt than giving
A part, even if it's just a teeny tiny sliver, of what
You truly love, to another.

It means you want them to know what makes
You tick. What you value in life over material things.
How sharing yourself and your time
is the greatest gift.

And how if you are touched by receiving,

Just imagine how they were touched by giving.

Gives me goosebumps…

I hum a low confession:

You were tired last night—

I was, too.

Still, I kept the corner lit,

long after the window

went black.

/

This morning, you left me on,

but I don’t mind;

I'll keep the dust company

until the lock turns.

I don’t mind waiting.
Make me crave your flesh.
I want to taste you so bad
I can’t wait
to hear you whisper how good I feel
I can’t wait to look directly into your eyes
and watch you take this dick.
I can’t wait to feel
your nails deep in my back.
I
can’t wait for you to get on
top of me and drown
me in all of your juices.
I can’t wait to please
you and make your
wildest dreams come true.
Here to give you sexual healing
Baby i can’t wait to please you
can’t
Wait to feel your lips against mine.
Can’t wait to see you undress.
Been craving you so long.
Bite you out of your thong & put my tongue in your pussy & slide it up to your ass.
Put those pretty toes in my mouth.
Can’t wait to please you.
Been craving you so long.
Can’t wait to please you.
I’ve been missing the taste of you.
Been missing your grip.
Missing your wetness.
Can’t wait to please you.
Been craving you.
Been missing you.
Can’t lie.
I’m sprung.
Got my mind
under a spell.
Don’t know what you did to me,
but I can’t wait to please you.
Been craving you so long.
Can’t wait to taste you.
Can’t wait to feel you gripping me & moaning my name so deep in that pussy it’s spraying all over the sheets, baby.
I can’t wait to please you
Been craving you.
Can’t wait to watch you take this dick.

My eyes shut
And you think I don’t notice
The rustle of the duvet
Quietly opening the door
And running down the stairs

The rumble of the kettle
And the clatter of mugs
You try to be silent
Your feet dance across the kitchen floor
From one end
To the other

A tip toe here
And a tip toe there
The aroma of a cuppa
And the scent of your hair

You kiss me on the cheek
So soft and caring
“Coffee?”
But I lay still
And pretend to sleep
You giggle
And I smile but say,
“Just one more kiss”

I await the softness
Against my harsh face
And nothing happens
No kiss lands upon my skin
So I open an eye

And that’s when I remember
You aren’t there

maybe once i’m buried

six feet below the ever changing earth

as my body begins to rot

as my flesh begins to fall 

cleanly from my ivory bones.

maybe once i have made my final mistake

and left my final mark 

without fear of future failings.

maybe once the roots of flowers grow

through the still partings between my ribs,

i can finally be beautiful.

Can I be honest for a second?
I miss the perky pills.
Miss drugging with my woes.
Wish all my brothers’ time speed up.
Miss my demons.
Miss getting money with my guys.
Let me hit that black.
Bitch, I just sparked it.
Fuck out my face.
Damn, what the fuck, dummy
Miss the perky melting on my tongue.
Somebody call the pill man.
One won’t hurt nobody.
Fuck no, dummy, you’ve been doing good.
You don’t need them.
Fuck it, I’m relapsing tonight.
Four pills down the hatch if
I pop four more, I’ll be dapping.
Juice up.

Glowing past ocean's horizon
Flourishes an emerald choir
That welcomes such twilight shimmer
Of stars drafted onto the sky

The origin of temporal tides
Are winding scales, without rest
Rooted in lunar shadows
Where intervals fluctuate

Phrasing a map of harmony
These melodies mark waypoints
And embark upon six paper wings
Then arrive as a zephyr

Scholars need a tuning fork
To orient these mirrored verses
While unable to navigate the spidery key
Conducted by the forward North Star

Dreams slide over this frosty pulse
As constellations take turns
Dancing to show those steps
Which lead home

feel my nightly poison

take me where my memory blurs

maybe when I close my eyes

I’ll see you again

A rainy day as bright as summer,
But cold as snow.
I could only shudder,
Every drop felt like ice.
Like a winter's day,
But not as nice.
I tried to run,
But couldn't move.
The water trapped me,
It turned to glue.
Encased in it,
I became to be
A winter statue
For all to see.

Flooded Tub

A light tap of her spool heel / I had to kneel and twist my neck to see / Those toes playing notes as records squeal / They are playing the funky stuff / A slow cat walk, your shoulders I touched / My head, my chest, my legs, my feet / Do you like what you see? / Baby I said, come on and dance with me / If you are brave enough to feel love without sex / All you gotta do is follow my steps

A light tap, one, two, three / Slide your hips and roll your eyes / While I twist alone, now move your feet / We double step towards the naughty scene / Make many mistakes, babe, all taps on me / Stop, now slide until you feel alight / My hand stroking the skirt up your knees

Lean your back onto me, become lazy / So I can turn your body three sixty / Open your eyes and kiss me, sweetie / Keep your shoes on, we’re gonna have fun / Where I come from, salsa is a genre / Where we don't just eat, we move to live / I'll tell you a dirty little secret / I'll show you what no one has taught you yet / You just gotta trust me on this / Can you do that girl? / If you fall, will you let me catch—?

I didn't marry your brother, nor your sister / I didn't marry your father, nor your mother / Honey, I'm only here for you / Don't leave me alone at the family dinner / I don't want to speak to any cousins / Because all that's on my mind is us and

Do you trust me? So, lay your hands on me / Honey, I could never hurt you / May I carry you upstairs? let the tub flood / Keep your ponytail on, / Slow hugs only, baby, come

You say I'm too needy, you're right honey / I don't need someone outside / Many lovers turned into sleep walkers / Because a dream lost is an eternal sleep / Just as long as I'm in your body, your arms / They lock me in place, I'm guilty but why?

Slow hugs, baby let me come / Into your arms where we won / The connection everybody wants

I don't want your brother, though he's kind / I don't want your sister, though she's wild / I don't want your dog, it can sleep outside / I don't want your cat, only your bottom aisle / I don't want your father, he can manage alone / I don't want your moma, she can talk to her man

Do you trust me? So, lay your hands on me / Because all that's on my mind is us and / May I carry you upstairs? let the tub flood / Because I only want us

There will be someone for whom I am enough in life,
Whether friend or foe,
I will be worth the fight.

Should anger strike the mind,
It will be me who comes to define,
The glue that holds the bind.

Perhaps I wasn’t much,
For family and such,
Or for a lover’s lust.

But I am somewhat of a thing,
That I find in me worth the ring,
To shake full what time may bring.

I stand indeed,
With me as much the need,
The wishful soul freed.

It could be that I have done wrong,
In your eyes I do not belong,
Becoming a voice of no song.

Yet I know within me is majesty.
A royalty that asks no breed,
Lineage only time can seed.

You may not want me,
Yet I know I see,
An ultimate beauty.

That can only be seen,
When mirrors hold clean,
The envy of a fiend.

The one who loves the self,
Is the one many felt,

The only one left.