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by LoveSuicide

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“You are not just a crack” There are rivers that still rage Within the contours of our past Held firm and in place By so many fevered dams Constructed out of faith As much as desperation Just o...


August 29, 2021

Hurricane Ida / Katrina

16 years ago to the day. . Ida popped up out of nowhere, which I’ve never seen. She never deviated a bit from her initial hurricane track, which as a resident of New Orleans for over 40 years I’v...


There is a softness to you That holds no fear Only a tender trace of hope Not yet smote by tomorrow’s inevitability The impending downpour Of torrential pain That marries so pleasantly with This...


April 16, 2021

Surgery

Today because Disability is full of con artists and idiots I had the 8 titanium screws and titanium plate removed from my left knee then a total knee replacement of the left knee. Another surger...


I cannot stop thinking about you. It’s been years, and yet you’re still there as vibrant as ever haunting me in such wonderfully wicked ways. Those bright eyes and that smile the devil himself s...


November 24, 2020

Sensually Spent

“Sensually Spent” You burn clean through me With your wandering, lustful stare Your eyes I can tell hold visions Of vistas mine have never held And I think of you now And so very often More than...


November 10, 2020

Rambles.

The rhythm is lost to the winds. As if it were one of the threaded pages of a well-read book missing the front cover that was left without care on a green paint-chipped park bench. It has been th...


October 08, 2020

Currency of the World

If thoughts were the currency of the world, I would see you wealthy beyond measure. Every moment we shared beneath the hanging crescent moon and Summer-kissed sky leaves me lost and on unsteady ...


October 03, 2020

Your Sex

I have never touched your body, yet I have committed to memory your every curve and bend. I long for you in spite of good reason. I want you. Always. I crave your sex.


September 03, 2020

Four Years

“Four Years” You have that good Carolina wisdom That matches middle-aged gray Yet you are but a young tender blossom In what once was a garden fertile Now boiling in disarray They say everyone ha...


August 31, 2020

God Bless Me, Doctor

God Bless Me, Doctor God bless me, doctor I am feeling a keen sort of dread See, I woke up this morning Breathing short and haggard Full of pain and regret God bless me, doctor I am feeding this ...


There is a volume to the chaos. A simple yet rhythmic pulsing of regret stained motives circulating within my head. And I am left as a prisoner to each and every musing, wondering as always if t...


April 24, 2020

I am

Everyone has a philosophy. Not everyone has conviction. What makes you different? I know I am.


March 19, 2020

The Cost

You smell of lilacs in March. I recall so vividly how nothing I could ever have fathomed in my mind would do justice to your soft smile. You coax from me energy so easily that it feels somehow ...


March 18, 2020

Ugly Truths

The idea of you has always been better than the reality. That saddens me deeply. Because you could be so much more. You choose to embrace your weaknesses instead of fighting them. You surround...


March 13, 2020

Trust

Trust is a spark that without the proper kindling cannot be coaxed beyond its initial barbs of electricity into something substantial, but when the correct material meets pure measure it ignites ...


March 12, 2020

Hanging

I write thousands of lines about you in my mind, spinning them backwards and forwards with little pleasure. It’s an obsession. An outlet. It is simple release. I need it. I’m fine. Except when ...


March 11, 2020

Keep You (My Everything)

Your voice. It complicates my conscience. It buries me with sweet, simple sounds. Your body is a kaleidoscope, and I am colouring in the margins of the fragile moments we eagerly share with a sh...


March 10, 2020

Fundamentally Perfect

You are a dream, a fascination of thought, a starlit symphony to which I fall asleep each and every night. I have so much within me, such a fervor to fight, an endless desire to pleasure you wit...


March 08, 2020

Measure of a Man

I wonder what it is that defines a man. Is it the way a man responds in the face of adversity? When the situation inevitably presents itself in life where there is no good action to be taken, the...


March 06, 2020

Choice

Inspiration sparks When your lips slowly part Melodic words tumble forth As I fall hard Upon the concrete of desire I stake my claim Your voice softens Now a whisper It’ll never be the same You...


March 04, 2020

I Remain.

Temptation. Desire. You are a sweet, sweet madness. You never fail to inspire. I sat down to write, but the words proved elusive. My thoughts felt like concrete, hard and disillusioned. So I...


March 03, 2020

Need

I think of you every night. Your body. Your kiss. Your softness. Your grit. For years I’ve spent my free time imagining you. So many moments. Thinking of you. With me. Wild and without restraint...


March 02, 2020

Beneath Glass

I feel that I have been trapped beneath glass, capable of looking out and seeing. Screaming, at times, but my voice contained coolly and completely. A witness to unspeakable things, and all the w...


March 01, 2020

Let It Breathe

It’s another moment to breathe. Another motive to believe. Allow for development, a heightening of the senses, without restriction by the sentiment of who you are marrying who you can be. And s...


Book Description

This should be a listing of my various poems. I know, right? So vague yet descriptive!