Observations

Watching them fuck
emotionally trumps fucking

They smile
And I forget to remember.

I am so disappointed in you.

it all seems exactly right
wrongs and all.
Imperfection included,
I smile more now than I ever have

Despite those people
who won't listen to anything
anything they don't want to hear.
I can't tell anyone anything
anything they will listen to,
so it's better not to say anything
anything at all.

Headstones climbing my thighs,
middle lesson-the sound we make is loudest in our own heads.
I am not your diary.
I am not your diary.
I am not your diary.
Express yourself for yourself.
Quit mourning the murder of the vicarious life you had me to live.

Unafraid

We don't have to grow up all the way
or all at once.

I have no problem with being naked for money
I like buying bread
I like cutting your crusts off.

Wet Smile

Ambivalent winter
sports an incongruous orchid.
Wet purple stain,
bruised pussy flesh
spread open.
Bitter snow exposed,
Not that anyone's looking.
Not that anyone wants the look.

But on a day random by warmth,
things heal and blossom.


Photo by Nicole.
She can be found here:
http://www.modelmayhem.com/871371

I'm not a lot of things

I want to be a rib bone
Pale curved grace
Gleaming
In your eyespace...
but my freckled ass
Will never be perfect.

Echo

I wouldn't wear the big fuckoff boots
if I weren't okay with staring.
None of us would.
Those who say otherwise
lie.

Alternative expression attention seeks,
it's inherent to the equation.
By fuck you, we mean fuck me.
Hard.

I'm well aware
my life is a fucking spectacle.
I made it,
wanted this way,
and I may sleep uneasy on wrinkled sheets
but I'm not going to a goddamn hotel.

I'm paranoid.
I talk too much.

different talk in different places
allows sliced up views into my head, a
terrible picture of who I might be,
identity impossible to internet glean anyway.

Regardless all
surveys filled,
pictures uploaded,
personal information available:
Dear Masses,
I can never hold your hand through a computer screen.
And even if I could,
I still couldn't explain my self via the internet.

the information's there.
Pick up pieces
fit them together
any old way, I'm flexible.
Cyber space eases dismissive tendencies-
filter enough other through you,
and you cease
to Be.Come. Do. Change.

Spectacle Spectacular

Spectacle spectacular
Monocle rim light

I only talk about him
I only talk about her
Everything else is too uncertain

Spectacle spectacular
Microscope specimen

Puzzle piece people
Put them any way you like
We're flexible.

I love you

Rescue me
I don't need rescuing
I just want to make you feel
better than good