Headed Downtown For The Literary Type

Headed downtown for the literary typeSearching for the scribes of our weary dayTo heal my heart with words that matterI’ve tried, but I don’t see any other way Falling stars may not mean much to youBut I’m here without any expectation or hopeWhere do we find our reasons for loveEven we can kill our dreams,

You Stand There Aghast

You stand there aghast I smile with arched eyebrows What’s the matter, Lady But all you can say is “wow” Letting the thought marinate You begin your quiet pleas My smile just widens I can tell you’re weak in the knees

No Matter How Bad The Day Is

No matter how bad the day isI’m always going to be here for youThe world will seek to destroy& They’re going to want to kill me tooAs long as we stand togetherWe’ll repel horrors too evil to describeOur love linked arm in armDrowning out their heinous diatribe

She Controlled His Soul

She controlled his soulWigglin’ when he spooned herFrom the very first introductionHe knew he’d never be immune to herShe took these matters of seductionSeriously – made him sound like a croonerBut she still had those butterfliesWhenever he came home for a nooner

Pirate Prep

Pirate PrepSlow reveal behind the maskBut there’s no dick picsNo matter how politely you askI’m gonna keep something for meReality to keep up with illusionYou’re drooling over my secretsObviously tainted by your delusion

Don’t Tell Them The Bad Things

Don’t tell them the bad thingsFor they’ll never understandUnfair portraits of emotionFeeling adrift & wholly damnedHopelessness internalizedIt is a matter for us to resolveInto the trenches to surviveWith only love to absolve

The Frivolity Of Her Words

The frivolity of her words Wishing they had deeper meanings Sunk down low in her chair The cafe the source of her scheming Dim lights allowing her to see Answers within these tea leaves Burned memories & villainous hexes It only mattered if she truly believed

Perfection Laid Out On Satin Sheets

Perfection laid out on satin sheets Beauty dripping away piece by piece Every dream slipped right through Life & loss masked by laughing creases He said you were everything he desired Burning deep in his soul, but you refused Moving too fast to stop & notice him Yet you cry foul, saying you were abused

I’m Not Worried What You Think Is Silly Or Weird

I’m not worried what you think is silly or weirdI’m not concerned with judgements nor opinionated chatterThe world exists outside any of my controlI refuse to change & become another useless natterLet me continue on & be steadfast in being meThe strength of a persevering personalityShining on with a decorous grinJaunting forth; shunning your beliefs

Creep Villanelle

Resisting the urge to flatter Never taking such a leap Beauty the heart of the matter Ignored in your idle chatter Left feeling like a forgotten heap Resisting the urge to flatter The thoughts come, but soon scatter Keeping me from peaceful sleep Beauty the heart of the matter Love served on a silver platter

Margery Williams

“He didn’t mind how he looked to other people, because the nursery magic had made him Real, and when you are Real shabbiness doesn’t matter.” ― Margery Williams, The Velveteen Rabbit

I Won’t Impress You

I won’t impress you Doesn’t matter who you are I drink cheap wine But enjoy Cuban cigars I won’t play that game There’s no benefit to me This heart is not for sale Honest, humble & eternally free