Monday, February 27, 2006

Tumble

Whan I was a little girl, I would climb in the dryer and shut the door. It was warm, quiet, and dark. I would sit in there and just breathe. I had a wonderful feeling of comfort.
I want to go back.....close my eyes.....curl up....be warm again. I want to meet that girl who is still in the dryer. I want to smell her hair and touch her smile.

Wednesday, February 22, 2006

Savage

I am your cheat
I am your thief
I am your liar
I am your whore

I have open the door
I have climbed the wall
I have eaten the clouds
I have burned the fields

I have shelterd
I have listened
I have counted
I have waited

The buzz will shout
The prison will crumble
The chains will melt
The you will be me

Tuesday, February 21, 2006

redirected from the pod

Red is blue, light is fire, rain is soft, kiss eternal
Death is new, sword is love, blister is sweet, lost forever

Friday, February 17, 2006

Unnecessary Deliverance

Seeing the edge; walking over to it to look down. There among the shadows is the spiky end. Hurt, shock, and permanence lie there. You know you shouldn’t, but the feeling of flying, the feeling of the breeze on your naked flesh is too great a beacon. Can’t hide from the temptation. Can’t will the pounding away, the flutters away. It takes over your thoughts like a cancer. One small moment of immense pleasure might be worth the catastrophe. You know it is wrong. You know it’s horrible. You know you will do it.

Monday, February 13, 2006

Voice

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soft silk
rough web

singing
yelling
screaming
whisper

entice me
inviting
promise

in my head
in my heart
in my hand

sweet one,
come to me

Friday, February 10, 2006

no comment

aspirations and playing
fucked it up again
the name is so foreign
close back up
feeling sheepish
back in the hole where you belong
burnt the hand
tied the head
wounding wounding wounded
I've always been good at that
stuff stuff stuff it down
how can I be so blind

A Stressful Time

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Thursday, February 09, 2006

Alarm clock

I am sighing as I press into you. I pick up your shirt at its edges, peel it over your skin, up over your head, and nestle my face against your chest, sucking on your skin, biting you lightly.
I smooth the hair from your face and look into your eyes. I slip my hands up your back , rub your bare shoulder blades, and pull you closer to me. I softly press my lips to yours as you......

Monday, February 06, 2006

Careless

I saw you in a cloud floating over the moon
You had that secret smile on your face
Not cold, not worried, not lonely, not kept
You were free, flying with the stars
Enjoying the night and cozy with the shadows
I called to you while you rode the wind away
How I want you to stay!
Will you remember me?
Will I see you again?
Will I hear your voice?
My sister, my sweet sister
One more kiss, one more laugh
Your beautiful spirit liberated
Your courage advertised
I'll howl for the pain you carried
and curse your tormentors
My sister, my sweet beautiful love