my rhythm and rhyme is all fucked up

i've forgotten how to move
and to breathe freely
locked in this
littledamnratrace
that i hate

no written word has crossed my fingertips
that didn't involve a check or work request
in so long

that i've forgotten how to let them walk
across this keyboard

i can barely lift them to express a
'hello'
let alone the now muted ( Read more... )

Her presumption (#1):

“we communicate great! …don’t we?”

I don’t know how to break it to her
But no, we don’t

Or rather,

I
don’t

Not that it seems to matter
Cause apparently
She thinks it’s just
fine.

And no,

There is no big deal
Goin on

Not like
There’s anything really buggin me
Nuthin that would be solved

By any complainin
Anyway

Her presumption (#2 ( Read more... )

my Happiness...

is unequiv-o-cally linked
tothebeatingof

your heart

upset
isn’t quite the term i’d use
to describe myself last night

too much effort-
today
to try and go back
to figure it out

instead
i am frozen
somewhere inside
where it matters most
nothing
but a blank spot
where my emotions would be
should be?
if i had
them

three grueling hours
-last night-
spent responding to questions
from an undergrad
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Disclaimer : By all means read... but if you work w/ me, don't speak it yet...

Ass. My day is Ass. Today shall henceforth be known as Ass-day. As in May Day or Doom's Day. Cause my Ass has just been plowed.

As(s) of today I am no longer a Senior Rep. I am now a Call Center Tech II. (Ok, technically it will be as of the announcement on Monday or ( Read more... )

i am crazymakin
feelin insane tonight
wanting to scream
and cry
and tear out my hair

i feel uncontained
 which is dangerous

don’t unleash me upon the world
for no one will know what to do w/ me.

sometimes i need the
perfect peace
only found when i’m bound by rules
of conduct
so that i can choose to submit
or venture off on my own

but ( Read more... )

meltdown

-oh-
i’ve been burning

a
l o n g
slow
incineration
of my
barriers

one by one
they fall

anticipation

sending impulses
to the knots
forming
in my

solar plexus
….
my
breast
….
in the hollow
of my
throat

a result of
the long translation
from my head
to my heart
(beating
tripletime)

urging this
messy
physical
aspect

to ( Read more... )

why did you wait
so long

for so
long
turned into
too long
for me
 (even blue whales have to breathe)
as i’m turning away
forsaking
you at last
you beg of me

my soul

what once i would’ve
given
without compunction
now i hold

so sad
so sad
so sad
to have to go

face in the dust,
following your knees
clutching to my sleeve

who will catch you
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I can feel my luck

today

pushing it’s way thru

neverminding the poor schmucks

left holding my shoes-laces

are loose

precariously threatening to undo

(this-is-as-close-to-a

deathwish)

as I get

closer to the edge of

trailing intentions from the putz

just-up-ahead, who has no coat

just a scarf-like fishing line

hooked

and sunk

am I? wondering

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Hope

is struggle-ing in my breast

Searching for-a-way-out

Aspiring freedom from

To shine upon

My withered

Self image

Claw-ing and tearing

Leaving great rents

in my psyche

I find my masks tattered

and scattered thru-out

Whilst my walls

are crumbling to

dust

Mouth flooded with

warm-metallic-heart

I cough the blood (of-the-divine)

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