Scars

Tattoos and body brands cover the
Land mines that blew up all over
This body
This being of flesh
This
Canvas of damaged damages
Done by doers of destruction
Destructively doing everything they can
To cause chaos and calamity to come upon me
Ink stains covering the sick pains of
Forever ruptured tissues that are thinner
Than facial tissues used to
Wipe the tears of the faces of those who
Eventually gained a VIP section at the hospitals
Learned how to suture wounds better than a nurse
These tears under my eyes represent more
Than the tears I cry
I'm a witness left alive to tell the living
Of how many have died
Check the resume on my skin
The puncture wounds that never healed
The broken portals never sealed
And these exit wounds are merely a summary of
My history
If I tell you what each tattoo represents
I'd have to take twice as long to tell you
What they are truly hiding
These bars are coffin coverings of the scars
That I wear like a medal
Because underneath some of them
There is still metal
But I've already died more times than a game
Even though this street life is not a game
So I'll ask that you please don't call me names
Until you know who I am
With these scars

Sweat

The flames of passion burning from within
Feeling the heat like flesh cooking in a broiler
The beads rolling down our backs
Hands moistened
Eyes squinting
Lips curling
The radiating waves from between bodies
Tonight
The sheets will become
The towels

Listen Closely

Can I tell you this?
Will you listen to what I have to say?
Because my heart is beating the message
In love code

The Ride of My Life

Her scent gave reason for chase
Running
Aimlessly through the streets and back alleys of memories
Seeking to find her and take hold before she
Slipped away again
So elusive
Legs that formed parallel construction in the mind
With body and soul
Sole purpose of pursuit is to capture
The glimpse of super attraction
Between two beings
In one fell swoop
She looped me
Left me dwindling in her rear view like paparazzi
Fooled by a doppelganger
But it won't happen again
Because just like I convinced myself last time
I'll lie to myself again
Let's go for a ride...

Fire Palm

I want to burn
I want to feel the heat of your longing
The temperature of your desire
To touch me
I want that
Let me lay beneath your fingertips
And dare myself to not run
From your caress
Rub the chill out of my heart
The cold fear that this will be the last time
We allow the thermometer
To be wrong

Perilous

The feeling of danger as she stands before me
Tears falling down her face
Her knuckles white from the grip she has
On the weapon of choice
The daggers flying from her eyes
My thick skin cannot take much more
If only I listened to that still small voice
That told me
To walk away

Blinders

They were oblivious to their reality
Succumb to the ignorant theory that
The only thing holding them back
Was someone else
Their invisible nemesis
The antithesis to their existence
The void to their being
They convinced themselves that the hands of others
Prevented them from success
But they are fools
Unlearned in the art of recognition
Confusing their fallacy
They dare to impose another resolution
Betrayal
The world continuing to pass them by
Because who wants to entertain the words
Of someone with no voice of reason