Rush

In this life.. I’ve gone through things…

Some grotesque some surreal …

Like an endless movie reel

Life is persistent

 Rolling credits even when they aren’t due.

 It’s just like me and you …

You brought out feelings I couldn’t subdue..

Feelings got sticky and messy like misused glue turned into goo

 Those are my legs turning into jelly

 Just brush past me one last …time

I promise my palms won’t get too sweaty

I’ll seize to be petty about how I am like putty in your hands

 About the ‘who’s- who’s’ and us… if it’s there

 Let ‘us’ rush

 Time waits for no man or woman so I feel even less empowered

Just rush

Let our emotions crash as we ride on that hot wave

Stirred deeper than lust…

We know each other

But we’re out of time …

That is why we must rush..

Do not tarry any longer

We must have each other ravenously…just rush..

Rush towards us

Rush for me.

#TSKC

Poetry From Way Back Then Pt.1

I wrote this back in 2010, barely two years after my sister's death. 

It was a dark,confusing and painful time. 

Worse yet it was a time of faithlessness.  

Here's one snippet of my many my internal fights:

My Internal Ying &Yang

Where there is evil there is good

Where darkness dwells there light to illuminate it

Where you feel love you feel hate

When you revenge you feel remorse

Where there is pure goodness evil is ready to take its place

When I’m happy the darkness creeps in bringing me back down that path

The path...

The path of deep rooted sadness within

How do I stop it?

I keep debating

Should I stop it?

Do I need these emotions?

Do I really want to feel??

If I let it engulf will love ever beseech me again

Its tentacles threaten me

They move suggestively

They entice me

I debate even more so

Do I really truly want to know?

Oh how beautiful the feeling of blackness can be

I know not if I still know the true meaning of beauty

Its version is much more sinister

Perverted and twisted is my new mind

Leave me alone I shout

The light listens

So pure end considerate it can be in such dire moments

You do not even try to dance suggestively

Am I this worthless to you?

You won’t bother to seduce me?

Curses from the grave! For in the pits of my soul I crave goodness

Regardless of how empty and void I may be

I know not what it will be....

I know not how to be

One without the other

Can I love without hate?

Can there be light without darkness

And darkness void of light

Can I be joyful without the slightest sadness?

Lost Inhibitions

Listen to Lost Inhibitions HERE

Losing them inhibitions getting naked with the lights on 

singing one of those cheesy love songs 

tattooing that long name on to parts of myself I’ve always kept on lock down, 

down down.

 Don’t know how to express these things in ways they haven’t been said before, 

so forgive me if...

My story sounds a little like a Disney re-run 

worst yet like the young and restless.

Gosh 

I get young and restful 

body tempted any time that body becomes a close warm nest of good feelings.

 finger tips tingling at the very thought, 

lady parts asking can you hear the thumping of blood rushing to her head,   

swaying into big dark arms falling in and out of  ‘love’; 

misunderstood infatuations. 

‘’How do I breathe without you I want to know’’; 

let’s not find out hide the sharp objects

 lest their clarity seems to capture my attention better than your own.

Lost inhibitions getting naked in the dark 

touching in the city sun-lights.