Technical Writing & Random Thoughts

 

Old (& not particularly good) Poetry


The Brutality of Youth - The First Words :1991-1994
Vanity - Product of a Public Education :1995-1998
The Resident Muse - The Coffeehouse Era :1999-2000
Post Education - The Hardcore Haze :2001-2002
Overworked - Reflections On A Lesser Existence :2003-2006
Daily Missives - The Poem of the Day Collection :2005-2007
Sweet Dreams And Other Fictions :2008-

 

The Heart Will Die As Well

It's obvious that those hands
attached to you 
attached to me 
know what they're doing...
but do you?

It's obvious that those lips
have kissed many times
have learned everything
that they need to know
to make me gasp, 
and sit wondering 
if those hands
should be doing what they are...

Trust me when I tell you 
that every second of silence
is worth another woman pleased
on your behalf, and every skipped 
heartbeat that you feel
is worth 
another five minutes of this bliss.

It's simple fact 
that this booth was built for two 
but I can't eat another bite
before you explain to me 
why this is so much fun for you 
this game was always meant for two 
this game that gets more exciting 
with every cunning new plan to enrapture...

and I can't shake someone else 
from my mind- I wish I could stop thinking
and just enjoy the things
that those hands
keep telling my body to do...
I can't shake this cheating feeling
or that I shouldn't still care
about anything but this

the hostile flourescent lights, 
the pink floyd is a humming background
and the conversations around us melt 
into wordlessness

and I can feel you all over me
but I can only think of 
something just outside this place
something just before this time
I can enjoy you-
but I can't quite shake 
this residual
of him.


The Scales Stand Empty
Stillness
The Weight of This Endeavour
There is Comfort In the Familiar
Spoken Clearly
Synchronicity
Syntax
1986
0,1,1,2,3,5,8,13... Go!
A Boy Like You
A Frightening Aberration
A Game of Truth Beneath The Stairs
A God For the Monkeys
The Golden Song
A Humble Obligation to These Worn Soles
Things I Have Destroyed
A Warm Place to Sleep
A Well Timed Dance
All Calls on Hold
Thicker Than the Blood of a Dying God
Angels, Demons, and Other Inside Jokes
Because They Couldn't Understand
Beyond The Eastern Shore
Caution: This Vehicle Makes Frequent Stops
Company Kept
Curtain Falls
30 pts And Rising
Default
Desire
Disavow
Discount
This Is Not A Test, This Is Only An Emergency
Exhibit
Fuck You, Ea!
Hide & Seek
Honorable Mention
I Dream Electric
I Told The Truth, And Got Kicked Off The Plane
If You Can Guess My Name
Indeterminacy
r e c a s t
Red Is All I See
Over My Shoulder
Invisible To The Naked Eye
Must be Something in the Water
It's Called Stalking, And You Should Stop
Know When
Singularity
Sleeping With Scorpions
Last Night
Remains Nameless
Residuals
A Sacred Loathing
Minor 7th
-11
Minutes of Calm
Misconception
More Than Edible
Pensive
Nature of the Business
2am, Game Over, No Continues
One In, And One Under
One Of Those Days
One Was Never Enough
Only The Sound of the Rain
Outside Looking In
Peculiar Intervals
Second Door on the Right
Placemat
Preclusion
Presage