WIP

When the horoscope,
seems to know,
more about my life,
than I do.

Walking in the snow,
cold lets you know,
you alone.

Breathing in the cold,
breathing alone,
alone I know.

When the horoscope,
seems to know,
more about my life,
than I do.

Seeing the old graduate,
makes me,
hopeful it isn't too late.

Unfocused purpose,
tell a man what his worth is,
how old are you now?

When the horoscope,
seems to know,
more about my life,
than I do.

When the horoscope,
seems to know,
more about my life,
than I do.

You know that classic stereotype,
yeah, if I'm guessing right,
you'd be the cute one.

The real attractive one,
that lives for fun,
and throws them away.

When the horoscope,
seems to know,
more about my life,
than I do.

And I'm heartbroken,
mourning for nothing,
nothing now.

Still time for me to educate,
and perhaps graduate,
learn from this.

When the horoscope,
seems to know,
more about my life,
than I do.

Don't want to work no more.
Don't want to get out of bed.
Don't need no horoscope.
Don't need to know.
No, no tomorrows today.
I know tomorrows' today.

Come Back

Don't ask me to turn around,
and come back,
when I just left,
and my eyes are still wet.

Don't need no witness,
to remind me of feelings,
I'm trying to repress.

I make it look easy I know,
smiling and hugs so,
you'll never know,
I miss you so.

So don't ask me,
to turn around,
I'm on my way,
away from you.

Excuses form,
I'm running late,
that'll do,
I've got a date,
perhaps I'll get a dig in too.

So don't ask me,
to turn around,
I'm on my way,
away from you.

Don't ask me to turn around,
and come back,
when I just left,
and my eyes are still wet.

When will he ask me,
to turn around,
and he'll come back,
to what he left,
and make me still,
and eyes still wet?

Try, try, try

Who am I to you?
And why does it matter?
Will I know the truth?
My soul is in tatters.

Don't play with me now.
How will you resolve,
the need to be plain,
and beg forgiveness?

What do you fear?
Be clear.
Stand and deliver.
Cry me a river.

What is the worse?
To suffer unknowing?
Its' raining men,
the tears are still flowing.

Little Known Fact

Little known fact,
I've got some news,
in case you didn't know,
Superman sleeps in the nude.

Man of steel,
likes the feel of silk,
terry-cloth robes,
and all that ilk.

Little know fact,
I've got some news,
in case you didn't know,
Superman sleeps in the nude.

Who'd of thought,
bullets bouncin' off,
he's such a softy
for something soft?

Little know fact,
I've got some news,
in case you didn't know,
Superman sleeps in the nude.

Hey, here's some news,
in case you didn't know,
he is just a dude,
who likes comfortable shoes.

Little know fact,
I've got some news,
in case you didn't know,
Superman sleeps in the nude.

The Same Way You Do

I want to kiss you,
want you to know.

Want to breathe you in,
and have you know.

Want to take your breath away,
I'll have you know.

Want to hold you down,
have my way with you,
the same way with you,
that you do.

Anvil

I guess that fantasy is getting old,
my mind believes but my body knows,
so keep my dreams sheltered from the cold,
a toast that my strength will hold

here here! drink up! be merry!
the time has come,
to forget and bury,
those silly ideas,
from a younger time,
age will temper,
the sharpest mind,
and bend the heart,
to its will,
more practical,
then hope, and still,
hope beats on,
strikes cold iron,
awaiting loves heat return,
lone sound rings out,
in a lone place,
no one else can hear,
tears,
falling like the hammer,
working to make,
something real,
out of will,
and still...

Again

There it is again,
the pain, the pain,
there, see it for yourself,
the same, the same,
there it is again,
that familiar feeling,
washing over me,
again.

Saw you run and hide,
saw you just the same,
Saw you anyway,
the shame, the shame,
there it is again,
that familiar feeling,
washing over me,
again, again.

guess you're better off,
not trying, letting go,
guess my head is soft,
trying, not letting go,
there it is again,
that familiar feeling,
something I'm not hearing,
visions without seeing,
again.

Random Acts Of Rhyming

My needs are simple,
not so my desires,
my will not so willing,
my hopes growing tired,
my dreams are grand,
my reality more mundane,
outlook optimistic,
poured from the bottle again,
I'm great, I'm fine,
in fact, never better,
just something in my eye,
I'm one of the unfettered,
don't need a thing,
happy as a lark,
alone in my bed,
the contrast stark.

Don't Care

Don't care who you were yesterday,
want to know who you'll be tomorrow,
when you wake up,
with me beside you,
will I be your tomorrow,
someday?

Judge Love

Don't care who knows it is you,
that makes me feel so.
Like only you do.
Let them look,
let them stare,
let them testify,
it is you and I.
Don't need some passerby,
to judge,
how I love you.

Likened Too

Analogy,
surpasses me,
the rain against my window,
pain against the looking glass,
of my mind.

Did I say pain?
I meant tears,
falling like rain.

No cloud lasts forever,
although this silver lining,
is tarnished,
considered not worth the effort.

Worth

I'm worth every penny,
never a better deal to be had,
I'm worth every nickel,
you'll be so glad,
worth every dime,
unable to measure,
worth every quarter,
a value to treasure,
worth that and more,
for only a kiss,
and a trip to Paris,
you can have all this,
by showing me what worth my love is!

Desperately

I want to hold your head in my hands,
I want to hear that you missed me,
I want to feel your chest rise and fall,
I want you to desperately kiss me.

I want to be wanted,
wanton love,
sore with desire.

I want you to know my longing,
to burn with love,
darkness's sacrificial pyre.

I want to hold your head in my hands,
I want to hear that you missed me,
I want to feel your chest rise and fall,
I want desperately for you to kiss me.

Listful Lust

Pleasant distraction,
at the end of an erection,
what direction,
does that take me?

Strap jock,
with bulging cock,
hot, hot, hot,
not now, don't stop.

Spastic,
with a wet dick,
where I went,
was beyond me.

Time returns,
lust burned,
emotions yearn,
for more than this.

Faded

I've seen the old barn,
mandala faded,
too much to be maintained.

I've seen the old men,
spirits faded,
too much to be maintained.

I've seen things,
come and go,
rarely to be renewed.

I've seen us,
differently,
and find I don't remember you.

I've seen the old barn,
fall apart when no ones' looking,
time will tell,
how well maintained,
our relations stand,
as is or built anew.

Was I?

Were you lonely last night,
because I was.
Did you want someone near you,
because I did.
Did you have trouble sleeping,
because I did.

Looking out my hotel window,
miles away from home,
rain, wind, people scattering,
makes me feel alone.

Disconnected,
busy work,
no rest for the weary,
sometimes it hurts.

Have you

Can I have you,
when no one wants you,
It'll be untrue,
because I do.

Don't care where you've been,
how you are right now,
as long as where you're going,
is with me.

My poetry wasn't about you,
it was about me,
which was about you.

Your choices weren't about me,
they were about you,
which was about me.

Can't you see it doesn't matter,
what is mine or what is yours,
we isn't either you or I,
It is us, I serves you, I the latter.