I Want You To Write A Poem Off-the-cuff Right Here Right Now

Depression
tastes like dark chocolate
and smells like black roses
on a moonlit night.

Every day
for the last thousand years
I have comitted suicide,
and every day,
for the last thousand years,
they have
brought me back to life
and...

peace of mind declinedNow i a trapped in hereyou watch us shakeyou have no shameMercy is not your forteYou whinge and whine about how the worlds unkindShall I get you a mirrorYou treat the human race with disgraceEven your own blood...

I´ve been called so many things:

- Eager puppy,

- That damn yuppie!

- High-tech, high-class bum,

- Even lowlife scum!

- Once the cycling biker?,

- Nowhere goin´ hiker!

- The hippy without a beard,

Because what they always...

Nathan, oh, why did you fail me?
You were supposed to be my hero
Rescue me from the dark, Nathan!
But Nathan, who are you?
You are just a person from my imagination
When my imagination stops, you will fade away
And where you ever there...

It's funny when I almost fall,
Or when my dog can't reach her ear.
I giggle at the jokes you tell,
I smile because it's crystal clear.
I like it when it's all green,
And I spot a patch of violet,
I glow inside to see my life,
And know...

Mama wants black nylon thigh highs, so he loves to stare

Mama wants sexy bra and panties, for their journey bare

A slinky dress that clinges to every curve she has

Dancing to sultry music, maybe some jazz

Tonight mama isn't feeling...

Dust
the ever floating stuff
of nothingless,
dreams,
ambitions.
nothing.

Written in amber
my will,
eternal,
a fly entombed,
a jewel,
for all eternity,
being of sound mind,
and body.

Sex and love,
are shared addictions,
dependency...

If ever there was an art
to words
Poetry is that art
A vital part
of sharing the heart.

Come, I’ll walk with you.
   Take your hand, feel…
     fingers knotted.
Take me to,
   that walk with you.

Places you want to go,
    show me.
    ...

I wrote this very quickly last week when I was trying to clear my mind of clutter, so I could concentrate on the project at hand.

Here we are
Time stood still
Grace(?) no more
A bitter pill

Of shattered hope
Dreams set aside
Of...

The half-light of this room
pale day, rain-laden
my hair cascading
your hands, calling
weave your craft upon me
weave your craft within me
deny my pleas
...Longer...
Until you finally acquiesce.

Grasping the collar,
Turning it out,
Stifle the holler,
Approaches without
Suggestion or warrant,
Though while quite sublime,
Containing the anguish--
Melodies of a crime.

To bask in the terror,
And bash in your bones,
To be quite so...

Drained and pained, torn in twoChained and staind by all you doDark skies clouding over blueA glaring, vicious Hell ensuePride stripped bare, but I don't dareAfraid you'll grab me by my hairI cower beneath your spiteful glareHold my...

wonder filled the lyrical

luminous intention

awakens skinless

standing prone

as the elbow

of ubiquitous groove

swallows her embracing tongue

in curves of folding 

imagination

hard like memories

too long left...

moonlight flirts with me
enticing me to come play
frolick with shadows
as the stars look on
fireflies floating around me
dancing points of light
 
the day's heat vanquished
a gentle cool breeze blowing
perfect time of night
 
gone are...

i can't let go of work

SHUT UP!!!!!
It's so easy for you because
YOU'RE RICH

i can't let go of work

i'm still in the
i-need-the-money-for-rent stage
You used to be
but you forgot

i can't let go of work

i feel less creative
i don...

I am a special snowflake and I want to be anything but.
I don’t want to be special I don’t want to be exceptional I don’t want to exploit my genius I just want to have to earn it…

for the love of god…

don’t treat me...

I KNOW I'M NOT WISE
I know I'm not wise,
profound, or sublime
I talk about music,
art, sci fi, and time
It could be interesting,
although not deep in thought
But it is who I am,
and fake...I am not.
~destry May 2013