The Screams of the Beast Within

The Screams of the Beast Within

The arch of your back goes higher

You release a sound between and a growl and a sigh

emanates from deep within your soul

my hand tightens around your neck

restricting you slightly,

holding you through the ride

you shutter slightly and pull me in deeper

your eyes widen, they tell me you need more

no words are spoken

you are far from satiated

you grasp me tighter

and raise your body higher to meet mine

until your shutter grows to uncontrollable heights

you release your power as it flows

and I meet the release with another breathe

and the exhale of the beast within

screams with unrelenting passion

the fall is higher than we both anticipate

but the fall is one together,

entwined in everlasting dreams.

Smiley Face

He pushes his shopping cart down the rutted makeshift sidewalk

Half humming a tune no one else would care to hear

Nothing makes sense in this world of his, but then again, what does

And you, in your hybrid self-indulgence feel sorry for his fate as you trudge off to work

In daily dreams of lethargic trance, not realizing you are any richer

Than some bum with flop soled shoes and one sock, encased in matted human waste

The sun beat leather, one could call it a face, is an inkling of our own mirrored image

If we ever looked closer beneath the makeup we call happiness

Oh, I imagine everyone else must feel blessed, if such a word ever made sense,

But your gods never gave a crap about the pittance of crimpled dollars

Which buy the guilt of your own lost life, as you follow like lemmings

To the coffee pots, that churn away, making the miserable mud even more so.

But keep your eyes on the road, and avert yourselves to the things you call horror

Because those are the very things that are humanity and you have created the borders

And you have become judge jury and executioner to the invisible masses

Who could care not one iota of your ‘freedom’…you will never, if you ever gave life a moment,

You will never… be free, caught in the hysteria of every moment that doesn’t matter

Your own genocide will be the history of your emoji filled dereliction.

Love Is…

Ripples of skipping rocks, tides of the seas

Calmingly destructive,  first kiss, a last goodbye

The bittersweet ending of long-agos,

hopes of tomorrows, the rage of all that is between

its now, its never, worn to the bone,

the newness of which is known only once

its water below, air above, wind in your hair, my fingers

dirt under your nails from gardens you grew

fire that stokes the anguish of this beast within

under the moonless night crystalized in darkness

in memories of lingering thoughts,

lasting like ghosts that haunt wicked desire

temptation’s fury, gone to rest upon your granite marker…

…my grave that I stand before … whisper your name

Buried forever you won’t cry out, you won’t be silent

tormenting the memories, no one notices the emptiness

filling this enduring madness.

The World Is Hers to Keep

The World Is Hers to Keep

She hides among the trees

In her stories,

Especially in the autumn sun

When the air is cool and crisp

And the leaves crunch at her feet.

she laughs along the river bend

where waters run swift and long

whirl pooling among the winding bank

and skipping upon the stepping stones

and dances to the other side.

she sighs when the clouds appear

her shadow has no home

she chases the bluebirds along

and sings her favorite song.

She cries when the butterflies

Disappear in the waves of grass

The stand so tall in the gentle breeze

Sending whippoorwills to their nests.

She lies among the rolling hills

And rocks herself to sleep

Old man winter comes on tippy toes

The world is hers to keep.

More is Never Enough

More is Never Enough

 

We are perpetual motion,

you and i,

continually feeding the fire

the passion that burns on relentlessly.

we are stalks of grain

carried by the wind,

seeking out the warmth of noon suns

aching skyward.

even in the rain

and the beating of hail

we stand defiant

soldiers ready for battle

flying, yet still rooted

soaring, yet entwined

wrapped under the cover of darkness

we whisper sweet love and sorrowful pain

wanting more,

and more is never enough.

Shards of Glass

Shards of Glass

I ponder each piece

Broken in rage and madness

Laying before me

A simple cut

Quick and decisive

I did not care for the sound

Of the pane breaking

Nor was it for hatred

Or violence in act

It simply intrigued me

What would happen

Once the glass broke

What of the shards

They spoke to me

Drag me across your arm

Feel the warmth, the rush

The flow of crimson

Rivers escaping you

Now you are the ocean

Your create

You marvel

You, in glory

Watch life

How does it end

Is there peace

Or pain

Is the peace

The irony of no pain?

We all eventually fade to black

That is our destiny

Should we take a quicker journey?

To the finality

Or must we suffer through

The vanity of mankind

Torturing ourselves

And each other.

Aurora Dreams

Aurora Dreams

I await you

In the open windows

Of my dreams

I wait for you to appear

Do so much missing you

Which I do, but desiring you

To know you again,

Over and over

To love you, to touch you

To feel your touch

To have your breath on me

Entering me, speaking any word

To let the wind of that word

Envelope me,

So that I may swim in your beauty

To be transfixed,

As it were the first time

Each time

To speak your name

In love and in silence

To listen to you

Even if I don’t hear you

To know you are with me

And I with you

More is Never Enough

More is Never Enough

 

We are perpetual motion,

you and i,

continually feeding the fire

the passion that burns on relentlessly.

we are stalks of grain

carried by the wind,

seeking out the warmth of noon suns

aching skyward.

even in the rain

and the beating of hail

we stand defiant

soldiers ready for battle

flying, yet still rooted

soaring, yet entwined

wrapped under the cover of darkness

we whisper sweet love and sorrowful pain

wanting more,

and more is never enough.

I watch as the rain streaks the windows

I watch as the rain streaks the windows

Hoping for some clarity, on another day

You enter the bar, where I sit as the world goes by

This is the part where time stops,

Where I catch my breath

Inhaling you as you walk past

And drown in the scent of you

Oh how I want to be that morning after

From the night before

Tangled in you, touching, being touched

Craving, no …more than that

Craving is to tame

I want to crawl into you,

Ravage in the beauty of you

Listen to your gasps, moans and sighs

As the ride we are on rollercoasters

I reach for the shadow of you as you pass

Wanting any part of you to stay a moment

I want to drown in all of it, your scent

Your alluring tease, I know it’s for me

Even if you deny it, I will make it for me

For the moment it’s all I have

All I want, and all I need

Living in this dream….

.…I stare no where

Past the window where the streaks

from the rain have dried

and the world continues, just the same.

My fears hide

My fears hide

Among the moonless sky

Where only the stars

Know the stories

Of the most scary of nights

The cold sweat

Runs conscious

Of the unforgiving heat

Sleeplessly tossed

The sheets crumbled

My rest knows no peace

Pillows empty

Arms folded

You have been gone

For too many eons

The shattered clock

Is the only reminder

That another soul

Once occupied my exploration

Of unencumbered passion

The sighs, the moans

The pleasures of our mouths

Tasting fully, thirsting upon

Sun-kissed curves

Wicking the perspiration

Lovers feasting no longer

I live in these dreams

Over and over, One night at a time