I played billiards at 18,
Thinking I was the hotshot and a hustler.
You were a younger girl
With me for everything I had.
My car.
My drugs.
My money.
But I didn't mind at the time.
I spent our first date
Using a credit card.
It was my first time.
I never got a kiss
But I stole your friend's Digger hat.
Sorry.
I was being dumb.
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Sunday, January 31, 2010
Braces
Woman in distress.
I roll around
She flags me down
Her and her friend in need.
They are out of gasoline
"No problem" I say,
"Hop in my truck
There's a station near."
I drop them off
At their vehicle.
They start it right up
And off we go our separate ways.
Later, I find out my sister
Hates her.
What was her name?
I was seventeen.
She was sixteen.
Girl with braces. And short.
I roll around
She flags me down
Her and her friend in need.
They are out of gasoline
"No problem" I say,
"Hop in my truck
There's a station near."
I drop them off
At their vehicle.
They start it right up
And off we go our separate ways.
Later, I find out my sister
Hates her.
What was her name?
I was seventeen.
She was sixteen.
Girl with braces. And short.
Monday, January 18, 2010
Blue Mondays
The most depressing day is when I must keep hurting myself,
When all I get is hurt.
I can't remember the last time
I laughed or the first time I smiled.
It's the most depressing day of my life and I'm not fine.
I can't go on
Like the rest.
This earth is full of blood.
It has no use for bleeding.
I have no use for myself.
I hate myself today.
I wish I would not live.
I think of all my pain.
I wish it could end.
When all I get is hurt.
I can't remember the last time
I laughed or the first time I smiled.
It's the most depressing day of my life and I'm not fine.
I can't go on
Like the rest.
This earth is full of blood.
It has no use for bleeding.
I have no use for myself.
I hate myself today.
I wish I would not live.
I think of all my pain.
I wish it could end.
Sunday, January 17, 2010
I am of the Earth, the Universe
I am of the Earth
The river
I flow into the lakes
I am an ocean.
I am a step of the world
One step forward, sometimes two steps back.
I am a star, and I am the Sun.
The Earth needs a mother and father.
I am not just an ordinary moon.
I am the galaxy.
I am
I am
I am
Sometimes I am not.
But I am what I am,
And I cannot change it.
I am a man. A part of the Earth.
A part of the Universe.
Transgendered
You think you know me, but do you really?
Am I the same when near you and others?
Do you think the desire is fresh without you?
You've been in love with yourself,
And I've been asleep.
This relation is a relief to be relieved.
It was unhealthy.
Why we stayed is because we loved junk food.
We is no longer you and me.
I laughed but inside I cried.
The reality is that.
Our failed attempt at love,
Was ambiguous in the depth of its union.
Am I the same when near you and others?
Do you think the desire is fresh without you?
You've been in love with yourself,
And I've been asleep.
This relation is a relief to be relieved.
It was unhealthy.
Why we stayed is because we loved junk food.
We is no longer you and me.
I laughed but inside I cried.
The reality is that.
Our failed attempt at love,
Was ambiguous in the depth of its union.
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