Unsung song of Wilfred Owen
Only the monstrous anger of the guns.
can be heard from the soapboxes calling for them from sad hands.
Screaming glimmers of good-byes.
My stubbornness flowers the tenderness of patient minds.
Voices of pleasure in the light-blue trees
and girls glanced lovelier as the old times, will never feel again.
Slim subtle hands, all of them touch queer disease.
This disease, I poured it down the veins and half my lifetime lapsed
Someone had said I didn't have to beg
Smiling they wrote out my lies.
Tonight it seemed I escaped encumbered sleepers to be fixed.
Lifting distressful hands I knew by their dead false smiles
we stood in Hell.
I watched idly by as a tale of potential endings unfolds.
After the wildest beauty mocked my glee
I knew they would be swift to miss the memories of stress
Then, when even truths began to lie too deep for my spirit
You, my friend, you frowned through me.
I smiled at you.
Because my forever is too close to stop doing this.
A rolodex of penis
it’s still cold beneath the sheets.
regrets are for the weak.
With years of misconnections
to love what is messy
tonight, I will cleanse.
of insatiability with words held intrinsic.
Connect the dots on my thighs.
I wear your favorite dress when I’m alone.
Generosity is power, not a gift.
I wouldn’t dream of it.
Thin lips hold tight to secrets.
I know I am just a body to you.
Stop demanding to protect me, I am a force that can’t be shielded.
Don’t dare me to love you, I’ll rebel every time.
this is your big picture… not mine.
Once upon a time, I wrote a poem
where the receiver expressed their love after reading it.
I never spoke to them again.
I’ve told many, but few comprehend
That I have a duct taped heart
Every time I patch it, it grows in size
but not in warmth.
For you, I’d peel back every layer
And let the old wounds breath.
A feat never attempted
Not even for the sake of sanity.
You will never read this
My tape will stay intact I will still flip through the rolodex My bed will remain empty.
You will be kept at arm’s length away,
And I’ll play this with my cards close to the chest.