I don’t want to be
Alone. But, I don’t want to
Be alone with you.
Sad Summary
Tag: marriage
In between
What do they call it
When you’re not dead but not live
The gray waiting place
Spite
Paradise I gave
You; you call it hell. You took
My secrets and told
The world. Now I
Waste away beneath the ground;
Your satisfaction.
Cupid’s Arrow
We entrusted each
Other with our unloved selves.
Love’s arc descended,
And we extracted
Blood in proportion to each
Prior sweet caress
Fragile Hopes
This web I’ve woven,
Tangled knots, best intentions,
Recriminations,
If I could ignore,
Everything I’ve been before,
Perhaps I’d perform
The way they want me
To. I dance and sing, smiling
All the while, dead.
Goat Lord
My wife believes I
Am Baphomet as soon as
I am dark to her
All seeing eye. I try and
Reassure her I’m only
A lowly goatherd
Cold Storage
She’ll leave you lonely
In the meat locker while you
Seethe, that you’d learn not
To disregard her
Expectations. But you have
Glacial cold blue blood.
Shatter
Allow me to snuff
My light and stifle myself,
Not to blind you with
My light, overwhelm
And threaten you with what I
Am. Yet despite my
Best intentions, the
Shell cracks. The truth leaks out and
Devastates my love.
Snared
Blindly blundered I
Through life and love and now am
Bound forevermore.
