It is not enough to say
March 10, 2009
It is not enough to say
I love you
It is not enough to say
I care about you
It is not enough to say
I want you
It is not enough to say
You are beautiful
It is not enough to say
I cannot live without you
Those words mean nothing
If they are merely uttered
They must come from the heart
They must be followed equally by commitment
They must be followed equally by action
If not, I might as well whisper my love to the wind
Gnawing Anger
April 25, 2008
She sat looking at me,
Not listening to a word.
Every time we talked, she
Said my opinion was absurd—
You should have seen my face;
The anger I showed was a disgrace.
For years, I have lived with such anger,
Gnawing anger, the kind that lingers
Like roadkill. To be sure, I am not stranger
To rage. Its long bony fingers
Have touched my heart many times,
Urging me to commit heinous crimes.
But to blame anyone for my rage is unjust.
No one is responsible for my fury,
Though I may think so, my eyesight is simply blurry
Anger is seeking a new slave;
As for me, I’d rather be brave,
Before anger puts me deep down in a grave.
Spontaneous Combustion
April 24, 2008
Exploding feelings across
The wide open page
As if to say—
“I am wide open for your inspection.”
Fuck that!!
Don’t inspect me!
Respect me
Who the fuck are you anyway?
Who the fuck am I for that matter?
What am I here for?
What pain must we all endure?
Here for the ride I guess!
Always skeptical
Always a receptacle
For the shit of the world
And of our own making
Is dumped
Pumped and;
Thrown,
In our face
As a spectacle
For all to see or
More likely ignore!
Diembodied Voices
April 24, 2008
In the valley where technology thrives
People are dying
Like a decaying corpses
Rotting
Stench so rancid
It curls the nose
Disembodied voices scream
To be heard
Who will hear them?
What became of community?
What became of friendship?
What became of intimacy?
What became of marriage?
What became of relationships?
What became of our voice?
What became of our choice?
Our choice, your choice, Everyone’s choice?
Do those relationships exist today?
Did they ever really exist?
Are they relics of the past?
