I didn’t know if you’d ever return.
I’d been good, you see.
Always doing what was expected of me.
You stayed away,
I had constant thoughts of the bay.
The way in which you’d made my body sway.
neigh, spray, say.
You’d do anything but stay.
Maybe it was me.
I wasn’t carefree enough,
I went and obtained too many degrees.
You left nothing of me but debris.
I have nothing else to emit.
There’s nothing else for me to admit,
lest I become a hypocrite.
There’s a change taking place.
And it’s starting within me.
I fear the light,
I escape the sun,
I balk at the goodness in people.
My optimism lies in the lies of others,
You are my savior.
You chase away the demons,
I sometimes see in myself.
You’re apprehensively aroused.
This unemotional object that I’ve seem to become.
woman I’ve become.
You look genuinely perplexed as to why I have become this soulless robot.
As if the dirty thong in your pants pocket wasn’t obvious enough on laundry day.
Avez-vous essuye les jus de la chatte sale votre visage quand vous etes venu chez moi embrasser?
Cat got your tongue?
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned they say.
Hell hath no fury like a woman.
Hell hath no fury.
Huh, It fits.
We can do anything,
We can go anywhere.
We are not tied down.
You and me.
we don’t have rules.
We shouldn’t have inhibitions.
Leave the monotone at work.
Leave the clothes at the door.
Can you do me a favor?
Drive me crazy.
There’s a road
that’s stretched ahead.
and I stand here waiting instead.
Feet planted firmly,
thoughts running surely,
yet I feel curly,
in the recesses of my mind.
I try to find,
a way to unwind,
to not drink this wine.
So I get in the car,
driving away from the bar.
Running from feelings, urges that
as if i’m trying to catch that star.
don’t leave me be.
I need you.
I beg, and plea.
If you leave I’ll go on another horrible
One that will surely make you disagree.
Be my czar,
take the key and lock me afar.
leave me in the fields raving like a banshee.
I was supposed to leave,
be on I-5 by 5.
but I stand here,
filled with fear,
won’t you help me dear?
-N.R.W. (Day 4 or is it 5? of poems)
I keep looking,
for a lover that is divine.
anything but that single shot
laced with lime.
How can I find,
a peace of mind?
Can someone please show me a sign?
Can my body be entwined,
aligned, assigned, combined?
Can anyone really settle a unconscious mind?
That stupid word:
Is that why it’s blind?
a dulled shrine?
Why can’t I retreat,
from this vicious, unfair, unkind treat?
Not I. Not I.
I am no different from the rest,
who are always trying to best,
I am you, them, everyone.
I am the sheep surrounded by millions
waiting for the inevitable attack of the lion.
I long for the feel of his claws,
for his hot breath against my ear.
I shiver for the silver tongue who creates mirages I know I shouldn’t,
but can’t help believe.
I crave the smothering feeling of his flesh on mine.
I wait in anticipation for the strangle of his words
grabbing hold of my heart.
I’m a captive burning up in flames, that water cannot contain,
I can’t place blame,
even say my name.
Thoughts? (Day 2 of Nikki’s poems)