to that kid in my freshman year class:
who said, "there should be no
labels, i am just me,
not an identity"

i'd just like to say
as someone who exudes
heteronormity,
that even though i am
as queer as can be,

i believe
the beauty in words
being able to put
a definition to a word
with such strength and
duality;

what is the purpose
in erasing it?
do not let them
delete the terms from
their dictionaries.

with knowledge
comes understanding
comes acceptance
comes peace
comes unity.

thundering feelings,
tightening in my chest;
heart booming.
lightning,
the electric current,
the beautiful storm in
your blue-green eyes.
the curled lips,
like rose petals.
the crinkled corners,
with small folds;
i'd never imagine
could bring so much joy.
my face
in your careful,
cupped hands;
you tell me the words,
"you are so beautiful".
i am wax;
i melt by your body heat.
inside and exhausted
i love you's,
i can't wait to
see the world with you's
i need you's
i want you's.
never in my life
do i want to lose you's.
gentle fingers
down my neck,
shudders sent
down my spine.
i see you.
i see through you,
your vessel,
to your spirit.
the one intertwined
with mine.
you,
please me,
tease me,
appease me,
my love,
please never leave me.

where does it go?
does it dissipate
with every kneeling
at night
to you?

did we give it up
when we were born
into this world?
unwillingly,
unknowing of life;
****** into the
harsh environment,
flush and blind?

did it escape my back pocket
the second i imagined you;
walking along the sidewalk
as the cars collided
and i called out to you
for help?

where is the freedom.

we live in the
land of the free,
but when will
we begin to
believe
if the divine
is the truth,
and our free will
is the lie?

help
help me
my hands reached up
grasping helplessly at the emptiness,

hello - the void
so invitingly
dark and damp,
beautiful depression awaits

It knows
It is cunning,
in Its evil ways;
It manages
to crawl under your fingernails
squeeze between your toes
and the crevices
of your thighs,
enveloping you
in the ice cold breath
gasped from the
lungs of The evil entity.

It always knows
how to play the game
that is your sanity.

It frees you.
an intimacy
only shared
with the demons
of a clouded mind.

as a child does
in her dreamscape
whimsical,
out of breath,
running from her demons
born from her
imagination;
i run from
you.

memories,moments,pictures
deleted.
days,hours,time
pas­sed;
no other time
will present itself
to let the
lingering
thoughts
fade
away

i lay
in bed
in the dark;

the rain,
the creaky,
dull set tones

my heart
is whole
again

my breath
is calm

i let the thoughts
come and go

knowing, your time
passed and my time

is now

the sunken-in cavity
that is my heart
beats like a drum,
painfully
out of tune,
and undone,
reconstructed,
different,
beautiful,
harmonious.