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klutz

clumsy

i’m so clumsy

i’m so full of

gasoline, and

stupider still as

i let you in

i let you win

and i let the

phosphate feel

like loving

when you sing

when you sting

i found it too

fascinating

one more strike

before you begin

and you’re clumsy

oh, so clumsy

you’re so full of

broken things

and when i burned

i never knew

that i’d also become

a part of them.

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lungs burned in liquor

Like a rush shot through you
Everyone is watching you…
Told you why I see no need for the sun
(I’ve found a reason to say)
A love you light is a love soon gone…

~*~

a rush of blood

under falling skin

serenade confessions

kissing chlorine

gift shop grenades

vertigo weaving clarity

mirror wounds

bleed out my vanity

so tell me again

my heartless lover

lips of rose and needles

an ornamented endeavour

feathers stir past the sea

cloudy sulphur halos

candle-lit reveries

drowned in pools shallow

perhaps this world is

better off without

a trace of vertical stripes

incarcerating doubts

flags of pure surrender

scarlet against satin

i’m dissecting dead stars

a lost name set in latin

my platinum eyes

scratched the vinyl record

sentimental titanium

wrapped in unravelled cords

a rush of oxygen

under decaying lungs

a promenade desperation

touching gasoline.

~*~

If this is it
Don’t bother ’cause this love is a lie
I’m a chemical kid
You’re a mechanical bride…

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lipstick stains and gasoline brains

Close your eyes
Picture you and I
Selling daylight
For gasoline…

~*~

lipstick stains

and beyond

at the backseat

and all over my brain

i missed the tears

under the covers

disappearing

like little favours

leave me alone

i will close that track

cross the threshold

and mind the gap

i vied for this

this vile acridity

this insane stupidity

and i believe in

the reverse of sense

hoping tragedies

like a sceptical god

a symphony like

sweet medicines to

kick in when the

lights rage in blood

forget about me now

my floral imprints

blossoming on skin

pretty in red and pink

are nothing but

butterfly memories

fleeting and fugacious

as cold as your kiss

hug that jacket tighter

and close both eyes

the walk is shorter

than this long drive

but if your lips bruise

or your fingers tire

from singing back

dear, i’ll douse the fire

my gasoline’s empty

and i’m almost out

this is all falling apart

so hold your mouth

and when everything

fades out slowly to

music and black

as you forget to listen

you will find that i

wiped away all of the

evidence, and the

lipstick stains are missing.

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