Poem #1- 8/7/98  |
Poem #2- 8/8/98  |
like to be by a lake in the rain
some roses sing
me I am a forest
delicate summer spray
showing day's beauty
the man who said he'd
never sit under a rock
a thousand diamonds
could disarm you |
none blow purple
beauty above and over
from when
I think size is next
he is gone
about a girl a woman
her smooth hair
she's cool fast
for wanting love I am sad
knife to skin you won't cry |
Poem #3- 8/98. inspired by those who kill the love of someone else.  |
Poem #4- 8/10/98. Somehow inspired by Steve  |
the woman would stare
at a blood flood
a knife
bitter death
fluff rust shadow
none crying love for
their tiny repulsive him
gone over eternally
a mother sees his picture
screams weakly
a rose is at her feet
mourning moan a whisper
beneath her gut
sad crushing
she robs him of life
and though she'll
never again
smell spring or feel winter
they worship her as a Goddess
gorgeous delirious revenge. |
if i eat tongue lick sausage
then you're manipulating me
rob me of my power
please pretend it's a gift
life is a delicate language and
me as weak as a whisper
beneath the moon
and in the shadow of my storm
a flood of chocolate is repulsive
a vision may produce eternity
though love has beat some to death
together after life
I lie to be true to you |