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Relationships

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I’m torn
On my wants
Needs Not
concern me too much,
We weren’t made
To be lonely
But honestly
What’s all the fuss…
Having to report
Check in
And Be considerate
Of someone else?!
Having to
Plan for two
When I can barely
Make decisions for myself!
There are some things
That look good from afar
And up close
Look far from good,
Maybe I’m jaded
not so easily impressed
With more thoughts of wouldn’t
Instead of actual woulds …
Only fools
Fall in love
And I’ve kept my eyes
Open for too long,
Now that it’s getting windy
I keep them chink
Because the breeze is
Moving too strong…
Maybe
I’m afraid
Maybe
I’m un sure,
There’s plenty of
Medicine in the sea
I just haven’t
Found the cure.

She doesnt care

she’s a wild one

and yet she speaks so well,

so much so she’s the type to interrupt me mid speech

because she wants to hear me get excited & yell,

she’s one  tough cookie

a no discount offer, hard to  sell,

I try to resist from being too abrasive

but the temptation is hot as hell,

she acts very controlling

but I’m thinking/hoping that it’s just a shell,

she puts on her collar/sees me pick up the leash

do I tug or just let her chill, I think to my self,

I refrain from moving to quickly

the signs are there but its hard to tell,

she secluded me to a separate room to sleep

knowing if we share it wont take long before we become a pair,

In the morning I burst in through her opened room door

halfway catching my self, doing my best not to scare,

grabbed her by the ankle then stomach-shake she awakes-says my name

then without skipping a beat asks how long was I standing there,

 before I can reply she mentions having a dream

I wait to find out about what, and she just stares,

I demanded that she tell me-she didn’t

I grew frustrated and my nostrils flared,

 I lay down next to her-grab her by the neck

shes doesn’t move, it’d appear as if she doesn’t care,

is it my responsibility to push start the engine

and here I was blue completely unaware,

it’s so funny how

the times knowledgelikes to share

I see More than a Twinkle

Fairy tales

nightmares,

all that she wants

its right there,

in her dreams

up in the air,

all she can do

is just stare,

wonder

unaware,

her energy

that slight scare,

that down here

is not up there,

figuring that in due time

it will all fare well,

but until then

farewell,

right now is far to far

& there’s contemplation on withering away or dare to care…

it takes much to look up

knowing that, I’m stuck down here,

that twinkling from my obstacles & moon light

provides just, enough glare,

that shines on my bruises

& strengths that most often tear,

oh how just a kiss

will cure the heaviest of moments I don’t want to share

True to Thy Self

Can I be honest?

I felt like I havent done that completely,

The person that you know

isn’t necessarily that clingy,

it’s a defence mechanism used to be the good guy

so that the other person is the asshole for leaving,

truthfully I do in my core, love with all of me

but I’m not at the point right now, of settling,

I’ve gone to CostCo noticed the many things

and will not stop until I’ve tasted everything worth sampling,

Such is the case with a killer

I had hoped was going to be the death of me,

and out of “sheare randomness” she reached out

so what’d I do, I acted like “me”,

She’d ask what I’ve been up to

I’d speak of searching for love, knowing damn well that’ll push her away from me,

I want to be a respectful gentleman

and not like the passionate poet that tends to speak more abrasively,

I want her to be aware her that I can & will fulfill her in a way she hasn’t

completing her, by only using one part of me,

However I later figured that would too foward

but then I contemplate “what if” maybe that is what is needed to get the end result of “we”,

if only for a moment, since that’s all we have

where not really promised too many things,

the devil doesnt trick you into sin

with more than a few warning signs & give the luxury of bracing,

the greatest cooking is paced slowly but surely,

one should know the basics & respect what is worthy,

but we live in modern times which means there’s no order in which what can be on going with glory,

there’s an algorithm to life but calculating is sometimes boring,

my Dear Killer Cha if & when  you read this, this is fair warning,

If & when we engage you will be put to blissful agony that will make your desire’ss greed portly

I’ve come about things all wrong and if this is what it is to push you away then that’s what I get for not being 100 & snoring,

I want to go deeper

and explain how I want to be used,

but I don’t want to be too revealing

and give away too many clues,

on my home remedies, with movies & wine

and other methods of killing the blues,

I’m sure with your beauty

this isn’t surprising or of any news,

Be true to thy self

and indulge in what you’re wanting to.

Chasing tail

on a good day

nothing else

gets in the way,

but when

I’m left with my self

I tend to get in the mood to play,

cops and robbers

dogs and cats

angry crowds & eager thirsty Dj,

in the desperate need

to play the hero

and get an honest hooray,

then I wear my

communism hard hat

and I want everyone to obey,

but then a pretty bull fighting dancer

who wants to challenge

gets in my face and hollers “oley”,

tells me their not trying to run

they’ll stand right there

and just carefully survey,

because there’s something

that I’m doing that seems

just way too funny…

me not being too sure

on how to take it

doesn’t know if its worth to tolerate,

so I stay on my toes

and throw her over my shoulders

like some sort of sashay,

she thinks I’m being kinky

takes it for four play

and says not on the first date,

not knowing it was flirtation

advised I don’t mix my dessert

with my main entrée,

I chased

my own tale

and then she went away,

so even with a walk off

it’s still not so bad

of a day,

just a little note to self

never bring a snack

to the buffet

forever grasping

dreams

they tease,

filling me with hope

im not to sure if I need,

inspiration and dedication

add fuel to the fire, definitely,

but it always grabs on tight

and drives one to insanity,

I don’t want to, want

what I can’t have, it stings,

 and everything that I have had

only leaves behind memories,

which one would argue

its better to have had than never have had anything,

but society asking what do you have to show

is what seems the most everlasting,

light and darkness

is what im forever grasping

cats do what they want, dogs do what they can

cats they pur

and swing theyre tail left and right,

stay inside during the day

and hit the alleys late at night,

although homeward bound

they stay out like boxers fight,

until their too tired to keep on going

but they keep on swinging with all their might,

dogs they do

all that

they can,

if one thing

doesn’t work

then off to the other plan,

they’ll spend

all day

sniffing out bitches like the devil damns,

always looking for a place

to bury their bone

sometimes quick sand,

takes hold

of us all,

but we don’t

notice until we fall,

leaving those

left to crawl,

under the basement

stuck in the walls,

of understanding

and regulation,

thoughts of subordination

mixed with hesitation,

simple thoughts

and revelations,

iT is what iT is

why bother continue chasing?