restless

Need a life change
A revolution
Reconstruction

A transformation
I need a me change
A where change
And a mind change
And a now change
I need change
Expeditiously

I wonder how the sun shines in Rome.

Need love
A me love
And a you love
A how many ways love
Stu stu studdering love
A shuddering love
Timeless
Time spent reciting this love
For all

I need more saturation
Or maybe a different hue

Or maybe the old you

I need a face change
Same freckled cheeks
But with a new glow
Rouged cheekbones
Naturally
Searching for the laugh in me
For the rest that He's promised me

I just wanna BE


In entirety

joie de vivre

A day in the life of the
Italian designer's first name dropping
French chef referencing
Malaysian indie film viewing
1971 Rhine Riesling tasting
Scuba diving lesson taking
Academy Award watching
Fortune 500 board sitting
Spring vineyard getaway owning
Royal wedding obsessing
Urban nails are the new nude wearing
Private school blues airing
No Disney trip this year because the NASDAQ is down going
God is for the down-and-out moaning
My hair extensions are worth more than your house knowing
You lose as my wealth continues growing
American Dream acquiring
Folk...
Rich man makes heaven on Chicano-mowed Earth.
Bet he's got diamonds from horse-trodding the rocks in his dirt.

Haiku #30: Fat Tuesday

Purple, green, and gold
Bourbon jazz in St. Louie
Lips warm with Spring heat

What?

What is this new thing?
A thing movies are made of.
Scenes acted out
in a most comedic order
Neither of us knowing the plot.
A turn of events so shocking
that the audience had not expected.
Those are always the best ones.
No really,
what was that?
So wrong but so right
High from the night
The liquid
The songs
This must be wrong
So, so wrong.
And right.
Writing this for you.
Never knew you'd be the topic of my discussion.
After all the fussing
Eye rolls
And turned up noses
Came the lusting
Sneaking up on us
And crushing familiarity.
You stared at me like
your body ached.
Like your mind was crazed
from hands squeezing thighs
that
any other time
would be pointing away from you.
Our lips knew just what to do
in close proximity.
Intimate thoughts crept into me
And wrong from right became unclear.
Therefore
sir
I plead insanity.
Praying that the end of this
wrong, wrong thing
is near.

The Wanting

And here it comes again
The wanting.
Puppeting your hands with my own.
The feeling of lips kissing secrets and
eliminating all but us
But
You're not here to join me.
Sometimes
I let these images take over
Lose control on purpose
So that you can control me
unknowingly.
And now you're knowing me much more than you should.
Loving me better
than any other man could.
Offering me more than they would
And I'm still pretending it's you
that's touching me.
Giving me life with each phone call
Poem
And memory.
This is scaring me
Really

Haiku #29

You shouldn't love me.
Live focused as the Wolf. Be
not like the Lion.

Haiku #28

Falling hard as bricks.
This love thing should be easy
like Sabbath dawning.