Garden...Puente Style

Mary, Mary quite contrary

I need you with something very

Much like a longing to possess

The secret of your happiness

In my garden you will stay

For only there with you may I lay

~Where night will never turn to day~

Here only in captivity you remain

I find it is not ropes but chains

That bounds my soul to you

For you have gained the coup

The butterflies that now do come

Carry tales of how I was undone

marry-oh-nyet (girlfriend in a box)

You do

I do

Do love

Do sex

Sex there

Sex here

Here maybe

Here soon

Soon good

Soon patiently

Patiently hard

Patiently wait

Wait for you

Wait months

Months pass

Months come

Come spring

Come fell

Fell hard

Fell in love

Love in heart

Love in soul

Soul worried

Soul troubled

Troubled word

Troubled water

Water flows

Water salty

Salty preserves

Salty keeps

Keeps in storage

Keep on shelf

Shelf in closet

Shelf over bed

Bed is empty

Bed is cold

Cold hands

Cold feet

Feet straight

Feet bound

Bound emotion

Bound tight

Tight board

Tight corded

Corded nyet

Corded girlfriend

Girlfriend

Nyet

Dissasemble

When it started I was sleeping

Dreaming of being in love and

My hand broke and fell off

No longer able to pen the words

That I have always hid behind

My voice was love’s next casualty

Quivering while trying to say your name

On the phone, in conversation

I couldn’t even speak face to face

A croak, a whisper and it too was no more

The clavicle gave in to my shoulder

Proved useless by the lack of hands

And I rolled to one side and off the bed

Like one who has had a stroke

And with no voice to call for help

I had fallen and couldn’t get up

Imagine my surprise when I discovered

That my feet began rooting to the carpet

A shaggy nude wall to wall fibrousity

Unable to move less my ankles break as well

The cords of muscles knot into disuse

Unconnecting to knobby knees

Til only the torso remains

Everything has a way of going back

To its own origins, unselected de-evolution

The remnants of our love is back to lust

And the only things remaining in the shadow

Are tits and ass

My man

I want my man to kiss

I want his full lips pressed against mine

Sweet sweet breath across my mouth

I want my man’s hand

To hold mine in his firm strong grip

Lengthening the path of my lifeline

I want my man’s touch

Leaving electric blue sparks along my spine

As if he harnessed light

I want my man’s skin

Pressed against mine with no room for sweat

Tongue on the back of my neck

I want my man’s pulse

Measuring the rhythm of my heartbeat

Pacing our passion

I want my man soon

For it has been far too many long months

I need my man right now

I want my man

I want his heart to belong only to me

As my heart belongs to him

Niggamares

A hiss escapes your mouth
The steam forms patterns on the top
Of your balding pale pate
If I look real close I can see the limbs
Of sturdy trees and shadows
The metal tipped leather glinting
In the rays of a hot, hot sun
Extending down into your blackened heart
Were you created out of the mire
Of cotton fields and swamp water
Broad shadows of the stupidity
You clutch around your shoulders
Blood runs freely at your feet
And you still try to stomp out the words
That fell from your mouth
Hate and putridity give form to your fear
Are you afraid of the niggarmares
That dance jigs
Behind your closed eyes
Created in the ignorance that haunts you
And like the bitch that I am
I blow my dark whispers
Across the surface of your skin
So that every thought you hear
Every phrase you attempt to speak
Marks the place where your soul
Was born freely into this realm
That you and your parents
Corrupted

keys...etheree

Cold

Winter

Is coming

Will be inside

Out of eyesight

Revirginization

Seems to remain in effect

I have pondered calling someone

But only you taste good on my lips

Need to unlock my chains and masturbate

Bound

Strings

Of words

Bind me close

I am trapped

In daily nightmares

I cannot awaken

Dreams keep my knees from parting

And suspend me up off the floor

Til my fingers can’t quench the fire