1/16 inch thin layers

Appealing to the saliva of the dogs

Overrated and shallow interiors

Claiming to be a superior

A rancid exterior to animals

Gritting my frustrated teeth

Recognizing a frivolous mind

Intellectually inept and blank

A lost Aardvark in the desert

Shutting you off like a valve

Lacking the ability to digest

Mad at myself for allowing you in

A crawling fool on the inside

Seeking depth and connection

Seeing an overhyped individual

Kiss me until we see the dark
Stand in the showering limelight
Seal your vow in the music box
Recite your lyrics softly in my ear

Sing me a song of devotion
Hum to me in your hushed tone
Dress me in your secret message
Hesitate your seductive murmurs

Swallow your sighs and hints
Mumble your satire in your birthday suit
Leave me your pamphlet of ridicule
Staring at your cynicism and bitterness

Remove the jaw jacking banter
Make love to me like the rancid dog
Deliver me one honest sentence
Walk away like the black widow

Like a caterpillar in the midnight rain
Crawling through the hollow misery
Love departed in the chilling seams
Disappearing sentiments shriek
A Rendezvous slipping away in palms

Astonished by the copper leaves flying
Lakes drying up from the emptiness
Broken prayers misguided by the glare
Compromises thrown like pounds of dirt
Discomfort stuck in the tendons

Our love trembles and yowls

Agony settling like trampled dust
Gasping on the soaring affliction
heartache submerged in soot and spit
A romance ripped at the fingertips
Surrounded by the scalding temperatures

Violent cramps pricking rhythmically
Thickening torture runs down my throat
Weeping madly and in confusion
Seeking deadly faults within the glass
An illness dispersed in coarse veins

Our love shivers and screams

Clarity is a dark cloud dangling
in my sunken and insomniac eyes
Jumbled up words scribbled in my mind
Walking like a tormented disorder
Gripping on to the petals with my palm

Forever embroidered within my sleeves
Dropping it below my tattered knees
Falling to the distorted earth
Gazing up at the swollen apricot sky
Tears flooded like a waterfall

Our love bleeds and pulsates

Shadows of the gravestone widen
A fortress of preciousness clamped
Clutching adoration and admiration
Seeking answers from a growl
Tasting chunks of sorrow

Drinking melancholy from a flask
Elsewhere and gone in my pockets
A nickel has more value than my identity
Bitten by never ending and lasting scars
Latching onto oppression and misfortune

Our love flinches and grovels

Questioning faith and man made religion
Cursing like a drunken sailor
Angry at the curved roads without signs
Cut hands raised in the fickle air
A flight of exasperation lingers

Waking up from vexation in my stomach
Anxiety and headaches twinkle like stars
Burden worn like an army jacket
Distress sinking in my teeth
Anguish and inward sketches touch

Our love is seeking answers in the mist of our hands

Hunks of rubbish

Scattered bottle caps

Lumps of fast food containers

Dried up cheese stuck to a

week old pizza box

Sour milk and pickle juice

creating a horrid lake

Spread out diseases disperse

like ants and centipedes

Horrifying stenches linger

Ashes expanding miles and miles

Mountains of a monstrosity

Lingering funk travels like a turtle

Baking and sizzling in the sun

Like a junkyard in the desert

Rusty carburetors and mixed bolts

Tossed out old relationships like

last years self absorbed garbage


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I could easily fall

for the moon in your twinkling eyes

I could easily fall

for your precious skin

I could easily fall

for your soothing heavenly voice

I could easily fall

for the stars above your head

I could easily fall

for your gentle and warm touch

I could easily fall

for the sweetness on your lips

I could easily fall

for the world held in your palm

I could easily fall

for your charm and wit

I could easily fall

for your enticing sigh

I could easily fall

into your delicate universe

Love my blackened scars

Love my lopsided flaws

Love my fatal quirks

Love my enigmatic perception

Love my complicated essence

Love my simple comforter

Love my undying will

Love my quivering fears

Love my shadow’s tears

Love my effervescent soul

Love my conflicted backbone

Love my distinctive complexion

Love my colors of my being

Icicles of vulnerability

dangle over my crucified nerves

Leisurely indulging

a mass consumption of integrity

Thickening the backbone

Watching frustrations corrode

Tortuously eyeballing the poison

seep in my blush vertebrae

Struggling between the roar of

disarray and the calm light

Hacking up chunks of sincerity

Clearing my throat to voice

the sound of everlasting waves

from my vibrant spine

Drops of sorrow fall to my feet

Faith never misled my center

She sketched me

a biting breeze

I brushed a stroke

of blood paint

on her wounded knee

She fell into the pit

of the abstract skies

As I sat in purgatory

playing the iron fiddle

She hurdled the

flashing disturbance

As I held on to her

ancient pieces

I saw her tired eyes

blink for a millisecond

The gore continued

Swamped in a fluorescent obstruction

Cornered in a sea of obscure glass

Dismayed by the faint watercolors in your pupils

Stunned from the 3:30am neon ablaze

Unwavering sounds of turbulent engines

Nervousness wedged between affection and tenderness

Marveled by the touch of your scorched hands

A rendezvous of an ancient wizard and a reborn artist

Playing with altercations and differences

Gasoline wasted like the dissention in the atmosphere

Barely tantalized by your curvature

Flexing the irony and wisecracks

Mocking jolted decisions and pointing out undersized flaws

Irrational sentences dispersed like trash on a uncut lawn

Ignoring her dyslexic and child like tongue

Once in love with the snakebite and tortuous virus

Abandoning a run down jalopy on the side of the road

On the left of me charades drift

Grandiosity shrinks in a bubble

On the right of me a cliffhanger wobbles

Sick brain twisters entwine

Like a stickler stuck in honey

Mysteries fumbling in the peak hours of the night

Reciting the sixty four thousand dollar question

Disguised by a painted enigma

Lost in a foolish pseudonym

Wearing a gray pompous suit

Insincerity rippling in my veins

A glass image shimmering in your web

Sleeping next to a facade

Making out with tossed to the curb excuses

Complexity and complication is a mixed drink

Tangled up in a maze

The Singapore dove dashes
Sparkles of warmth soar
Throats of innocence tingle
In awe of the simplicity
Raptured up in its tenderness
Captured by its soft touch
Rivers and creeks entwine
Thirsty for your embrace
Breathing in your kindness
Fantasies slowly ripple
Shadows of your body glow
Immeasurable beauty stares
Inhale your crystal elegance
Under the cerulean sky
Seeking the Singapore Dove

Hand in hand

Walking though the basket of gold

Surrounded by nature’s scent

Barefoot and carefree

Like the precious love in our hearts

Hand in hand

gripping tight refusing to let go

Appreciating the sound of her voice

Marveled by her addicting laughter

Whispering “P.S. I love you”

in her ear and kissing her neck

Under the hundred year oak tree

Hand in Hand

Realizing this hand is the only hand

I want to feel for a lifetime

Flourishing joy
An abundance of butterflies
Sinking in mush
Overflowing of blossoms
My daunting sunshine

Saturated in kisses
Caressing precious skin
Merging as an invincible love
Weaves of everlasting innocence
My daunting sunshine

Unraveling the power of touch
Overwhelming grace
Drowning in your beauty
Falling for a miracle
My daunting sunshine

Hypnotized by the sound of ice
Clinking in the sound of a glass
Smoggy and dreary atmosphere
Bottles full of hollowness
Mixed exchanges and signals
Pleasantries found in a blur
Spinning comments climbing up
Overdosed by her lustful winks
Lost between delusions and rainbows
First impressions engraved
A fragrance of whiskey circles
Crack of the cue ball dances
Spreading the triangle to all the corners
Quarters placed on the table
Perfume and alcohol mesh
A stench causing grins and sneers
Digits written in pink lipstick of the bathroom stall
A bartenders chuckle reverberates
Jukebox music playing at a ridiculous decibel
Communication at a bare minimal
Skirts and cleavage lecture over a free drink
Epilogues stumbling in and out
Clumsiness and truth cross paths
Ex lovers stuck close in a soap box
Identities hidden promenading in
Monologues spoken wobbling out
A haven of melancholic thoughts
Stationed between 2nd street and the laundry mat
Match made in intoxicating nirvana

I relish in the sunshine

on your magical tongue

I savor the sentiments

on your flammable lips

I admire the sweetness

from your miraculous smile

I idolize the brightness

of your strength

I am fascinated by the glow

of your heart beat

I cherish your fingertips

and your precious touch

I honor your intellect

and your neon kindness

I am attached to your

soothing voice

I appreciate your rainbows

and the edges of your heart

I felt the slick editing

pawing the lust in the paragraphs

Turn the page

I was lured by the gravitational pull

and the scent of the ink

Turn the page

I stared at the flames between

each word

Turn the page

I must confess that ecstasy was

painted with your sighs

Turn the page

I stood between the desires and

the tingling sensations

Turn the page

I watched the letters blend into one

as our insides turned into mush

Turn the page

I walk around with sanity

wrapped around my cold neck

I chatted with the in acid reflux

stuck in my throat

I slept with the hurricanes

surrounding the monster within

I fell into the ocean that

consumes the wreckage outside

I stood in front of the villains

that stole love from the monsoon

I left the darkest tunnel

to seek empathy in the light

I haunted grief like the night wept

under the hooked stars

I woke up from the phantasm

and threw away the silence to breathe

A mouth ajar

Sentimental winks

Rhythmic nod

Affection fluctuating

Tensions vibrating

Rising temperatures

Thoughts circling

Craving touch

Embracing pleasures

Lost in a trance

Clenched hands

Trembling fingers

Love and lust entangled

Chances taken

Fear of the unknown

Risking a silent heart beat

Mended old wounds

Slowly opening up

Slightly guarded

Light bulbs go on

The word living is alive


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Like a sunburn in the desert

skin bright as copper

Peeling the layer of desensitized

anger off with bitter teeth

Lackluster consideration

Wrapped around her centered self

No longer grasping of love

Magenta saliva dripping off

his jaded and reckless tongue

Calm like a silent bomb

Ripped off exasperation

Provoking frustrations

Boiling animosity and tantrums

Scratched and irritated affection

Pecks and lifeless cold shoulders

Struggling to confine the stew

Outraged by the stillness

A piece of mind is endlessly shaking

You are a hidden mask

You are a contradiction with high regard

You are a picture without a frame

You are a weed in the garden

You are a chameleon in camouflage

You are a longwinded book without a cover

You are a fat lip with a lisp

You are a spider in the basements’ web

You are a leach in the morning

You are a branch that broke off the tree