Hate Male

  
I am so not into you-

I think your a weirdo.

I throw up in my mouth a bit

Each time I have to see you.

Your a part timer

Your an outright fucking fraud.

Your the stalker in my hedges 

Your such a fucking knob.

I need something better, 

In a world that’s half alive, 

You are such a gear box-

Your conjectures half applied. 

You’re the peeper in the pine trees-

You’re the gum stuck to my shoe.

A vulture who can barely fly, 

(Bitch!) I never wanted you.

  

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My Terrible I’s

My demon eyes.

My unruly ‘fro,”.  Unsex

The lacquered, (black) sky.

(Relieving it’s arrogance). 

My own (will be glaring,) 

Among shining stars,  bright 

and oblivious-Unscathed 

by haters-

and I’m laughing  

In the face 

of contempt and 

Her novelties.

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The Weak Link

                                       Part I

There is a dank, and terrible place-

(That used to be my heart).

Hollow, and without (even) a

sliver…of light, it’s 

abandonment screams (to my 

body), without effort. 

In darkness-its cold. 

The moisture it holds, (is 

uncomfortable), and 

I feel something, 

slithering.

(It’s resident horror-show 

secrets; abundant), are as 

numerous as the words, 

I will never hold back.
                                       

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FML

I think that I offended someone, 

back at the garage…

But you wouldn’t tell me anyway .

I think I might have slighted god,

and pissed the neighbours off….

But you wouldn’t tell me anyway.

I heard your family talk of whores, 

drug addicts and assholes.

(I suspect they were talking of me…)

But you wouldn’t tell me anyway.

For “crimes against civility, 

morality, and decency…”; 

(in my absence, I was sentenced), to

                    Life.

I’m glad you didn’t tell me.
                                       

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kitten toes

When I first saw you,

I was (so) amazing; confident 

and lovely.(Despite 

life’s bitter ironies).

Then we started talking, – 

and (baby) – I was charming.

I swept you off your feet.

(You let me bask in that façade).

Then, somewhere between Romance 

and Reality-my silhouette 

(was) forged in 

your eye…

(While,) my “I”-

finds you outstanding…

(There is no question, why).

The best things in this world

have been redefined, 

in your image.
  

 
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