A Not Unfaithful Stray
Oh Love,
My summer muse
And blooming desire,
How I have longed
For you,
And placed my
Naked heart
Under
This simmering Sun—
So much so,
That the ruthless
Heat has wrought it
Wrinkled,
Barren,
And Hard.
Particular Moments
More Stars than There are
Month: July, 2015
July 29, 2015
The Pleading
Sick
To death
Of my nonchalant
Toughness;
Of concealing
What hurts
With a shrug,
Saying “there’s more where I come from,”
Shoving the shouts
And tears
Into back pockets
Until they are bulging
At the seams.
Emptiness is eating away
The best of yours truly;
Someone please
Spare your
Tenderness—
Bring me back to life
With your calming
Touch and Kindness.
July 29, 2015
Never White
“Black is the truth
Of my situation,
And for those
Of my station
In life.
All other colors lie. ”
—Suzanne Vega.
July 25, 2015
No Such Thing
As fair
and
Square.
Time contends
Duality
Over
Blunt equality—
The Loved
And
The Beloved
Rarely take
The same
Seat.
July 24, 2015
Rent-A-Spine
“I wish to preach, not the doctrine of ignoble ease, but the doctrine of the strenuous life, the life of toil and effort, of labor and strife; to preach that the highest form of success which comes, not to the man who desires mere easy peace, but to the man who does not shrink from danger, from hardship, or from bitter toil, and who out of these wins the splendid ultimate triumph.”
—T.R.
.
.
Having been very much of a slave lately, I couldn’t help but to have found some affirmation from this very true—albeit a little theatrical speech excerpt.
July 16, 2015
The Undeniable
“However strong Dylan Lokensgard’s yearning to fit in, to win acceptance, to love and to be loved, he could not defeat the unseen forces which direct behavior.
In the struggle between our desire to determine who and what we will be, and the identity which biology defines for us, there can only be one outcome.
But even in victory, there are forces biology cannot defeat—the stirrings of the soul; the mysteries of desire; the simple truth that the heart wants, what the heart wants.”
— Scully’s Monologue, Lord of the Flies, X Files.
July 13, 2015
Vacancy and Solitude
Early evening breaks.
July 13, 2015
Temporarily This Way
“Perhaps you thought you were in love—that was a long time ago.”
—Bond speaking to Severine.
July 11, 2015
By Choice Astray
The clockworks of the underworld
Are easy to know—
Fuel all doubts with
Adrenaline and ecstasy,
Place an elusive smirk
Across the cheeks,
And be prepared to do anything—
Beneath its apparent safety,
There lies the devil
Of doggy dog
Full of animal instincts;
Play nonchalant,
Relax the shoulders,
And enjoy the circus.
But keep your eyes
Peeled;
Ready two-plus ways out
Lest it begins to prowl.
.
.
.
The cheap tricks;
The toxified glee;
Milieus of afraid and dangerous
Deadbeats.
You know your ways around it,
Have seen the poor bastards
Who were forced to bleed.
You were never one of them,
But never were you
One among the survival creatures
Of the suicidal, daily Races.
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