rAPIST & rEAL

on a monday i dreamed up a rapist
while my head was low and clear
and the string that runs through rapist and real is that of what i hear--

i was degraded in my mind

as he took me from behind

all i had were these ears

while the darkness called me blind

he came in

he came in

he came in

then out he went

then out he went

i recall his footsteps as pain on the way

and as pain leaving me after having its way

his voice was the sentence of my demise

the foretold evil of day.

back to the real as i sit here dreaming

a new man sits in my head

but still i hear footsteps

my heart fills full-dread

"Father you share the footsteps of a rapist"

and when you call my name i hear pain calling

my cries as a raging sea

for in my heart and in my ears. . .

you're the man that raped me

JW,

My only wish is for one to be here and witness the sincerity of these words....

Biting that hand
that one that feeds you
clothes you, shelters you, disilkes you......discomforts you........hurts you
biting it is only natural
not pleasing
the will to stroke a gal's breast is natural
not pleasing in circumstance
the hand is a flowing vein of food and drink and poison
shall i stay and be nurtured by this acceptable food?
shall i run and be saved from this poison?
will the hand of another feed me?
will the hand of another poison me?
and here sits a lost young man
asking questions to the air
can detest be in the same body as love and care?

untitled...for now

Death you are my constant neighbor
A pest, a menace, an allie...a friend
Waiting for me in a slight recline
Witnessing me come back down
Down is where my eyes are open
Where they beg to be shut
Oh friend, you hold them open
For this i hate you
Soon your ties loosen and I float back
For seconds I smile
For hours I cry
Until you beg me come nigh
For this I love you
Love
Hate
Choose one
Kill one
Kill one
Choose one