Monday, March 31, 2008

perfectly people portioned pills

i poison myself with you
every night
believing you are my solution
and problem
i swallow you whole
in hopes you can make
a better person out of me
problem is
i don't know if you are
my problem or solution
you dance your tangos
in my throat, sliding
deep into my stomach
where i like to feel you
but do you reach my head?
if so
do you speak to my head
in the language i'd prefer?

Sunday, March 30, 2008

the early hours of the mourning

sometimes around 3:00 a.m.
i wonder what i'm doing here
i should be asleep
next to your body
lost to me now
but i lay awake
looking at the spackle on the ceiling
with all its imperfections
twisted circles of different size
no pattern, so reason
and i wonder what i'm doing here

broken beautiful dancer

my little ballerina
oh how pretty she dances
and twirls
while wishing she were in a different world
oh but how pretty she is
her stomach empty
her pirouettes perfect
her body aligned
with their desires
so pretty
my ballerina is

Friday, March 21, 2008

Kate Nash's 'Skeleton' with a twist of my Wellness

Skeleton You've been my friend
But you are made of bone
Well I'd like to give you some flesh and blood
So for once, I can call you my own

Skeleton we have been friends for years
And you have seen me through some trials
And tribulations and some tears
But everybody thinks I'm weird
And I should have known
That it wouldn't be long
Until you, you've got me standing in an awkward position
With unwanted attention and a need for explanation

It's not that I'm letting go of you
but right now, you've got no body
I'd like to clothe you
In unconditional love
When we were young
It was easy
But now I'm twenty
And maybe we can be friends
If you take on a life of your own
Including the will to live

But Skeleton, you are my friend
And I could never bring your life to an end
Yes Skeleton you are, you are my friend
And I will be there for you until the end
And even though, when I take you out
You've got me, you've got me standing in an awkward position
With unwanted attention and a need for explanation
I could, I could never let you go

No instead, I think I'll let you grow
Into the flesh my soul deserves
That is all I know
That is all I know
I am more than just a friend
Of a skeleton with no body
I am a body with a skeleton
Who needs my nurishment desperately
That is all I know
Oh yes,
That is all I know