I shutter in leather eyes lashes
Cuff me to black veins
Fool me into your prison
Cut me in your dungeon
I am the spy

Love me
In heart shaped locket
Keep me in your magazine article
Between news lines and spread
I am muted space

Between cherry red lipstick stains
Drawn in stitched panties
Made of lace.

Reach for me
Beyond wire rimmed lens
Dense imperfection
Music and conversation fades
I am beyond the crowds
In Contempt
Handcuffed to buttons
The way my smile creases your heart.

As I fade back into the distance
You smell me on your fingers.

 

 

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My latest visit to see the Wifey found me on her home turf. Normally, we meet at a location halfway between where we both live, making it easier on both of us in terms of driving distance.

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Complisult

Tracking this system
No record yet of current response
Lacking Adequate information

The beat starts to pick up
Black softens white eyes
God and the devil fight
Within me...

Sword and stone
Is what we are.

Black and white pictures fade
It's your turn to reciprocate
You are the Drug in my pocket
Keep reaching for more

Incomplete

Can't turn around


Inside your heart = delete

Cant take this

The beat gets faster
Music is louder
There's a line behind me
Its dark
Sheets are wet
Black leather in my bed

Handcuffed to this vice
No response.....
I cut your paper heart

Sword and stone
Is what we are.

Placing wagers on time

losing every bet.

Burying regrets

Bonded and traded for my worth



Negative balance

Contemplating metal heart strings

Ordering new ones

In order to feel once again.



I'm camping out in disregard



I'm looking up to the sky

There's a God in my pocket

What would he say?



I am the mask you wore to bed

That kept you safe



As I rotted to stone

Not wanting the maze.


Find me



Counting back-
Yesterday.



Listeng to:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cSkccp5Hvgg

(I've been absent-without-official-excuse for much too long now – for which my excuses to the whole community here. It's been a strange time for me though. Falling ever more deeply in love, while knowing I can't live full time with my lady while my ageing parents are still alive: May you live in interesting times indeed – and I'm sure all of that will end up as fodder to the story mill but right now I'm too close to it. I haven't written anything of real interest for three months or so. Which is no valid excuse for not dropping by here and commenting on the work of others but it's one of those not-mentioned-in-polite-company facts of life that love often turns us into egotists.

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