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I wrote these next poems to her a while ago, i don't have many anymore
because in my angry confused sorrow i tore them all out of my notebook
and left them with her, i wish i hadn't, i need the pain of them just
to remember i'm alive.
______________________________________________ PAPERBACK MACHETE
words flow from her pen to pad with dexterous artistry
slashing down barriers like upward mobility
Harrassing the supply lines with tactful omission
Creating eclectic cohesion from bohemian runoff
Mechanical to botanical greeting words streaming karma
Opaque to the unseeing eye sperating killer from kin
If her thoughts needed pretext
would you know where to begin?
_____________________________________________ POEM ABOUT OUR NEW LIFE
We watch the sun
Together decending the long beach skyline
Following paths well known yesterdays
When love is what we had
When the living's easy I take
You in my arms
Thank the moon illuminating
Your features marley and lou dog play,
our rottweiller pair
Peyote pipes pass tijuanna new years
Jay of the mexicans motorcycle rides
The wind -your dreads
your hands -my waist
Absinthe christmas laid out for days
Birkenstock footpaths to mardi gras hookahs
Circular sitting communal desires
laced with thanksgiving extasy
wake up midnight, trip till' dawn
make love in the moonlight
in the daylight
on the lawn
- I guess i'll never get to know this happy ideal
-This is one of her favorites i think, to me it's one of the most painful
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Early morning glimmer shines and sparkles across your calm-cool-collected expression
Flowing into my origin reviving straight up elation, unremitting sensation
Jump for joy, Hug a stranger, Give away all that you own
For a vibe this sensational there's not much i don't condone
Down a concrete flight we collide into spontainious mania
Like a hit of seventh-heaven envelopment hopped up and laid out in rapturous sublimation
Dizzy-good -God Damn! Oh my what a feeling Her lips taste like karma. I'm hooked like a klepto is stealing
When our eyes meet -we don't speak, we both know what we're feeling
Much better than love, this is more than emotion, left me reeling Double-shot-straight-black-expresso-uplifting, with side effects of heroin -addiction
I'd sell my soul for one more hit, without even a pause to consider it
we stop -we go, we pause -we explode
she moves -I follow, continuous flow
Forgotten politics of back-home-angry-boyfriends don't matter
I Love Her -She Loves Me -Thats it, everything else is in fine print
Fuck that asshole who made her cry -he should have treated her better
Those several moments feel like eons, we were alone in the world
Then She pushes me away and..smiles... as she regains control
I'm Yours Alone Forever If You'll Take Me,
Ryan
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This isn't a poem but it's one of the most true things i've ever written, this is a letter i wrote her.
July 24 2004
To my hopes and dreams,
hey, how are you. it should be about lunch time for you. I can't eat anymore...i know i should but i can't. anything that passes my lips reminds me of you and i can't stand the anguish. The thought of you -your beautiful eyes, your lips, you scent, the way you took my hardened soul and make it soar...the thought of being reunited with you is all that takes me through each day, I fell asleep with your dread clutched in my hand, it brings me comfort. The thought of such love in such a short time amazes and perplexes me but it also brings me hope. You've shown me I'm not lost, just off course. My aunt says hi and that you're free to call -just ask for me, i'll be here. The number here is *** *** **** -I'd call you but my cell doesn't work here and i don't want to drive up her phone bill too high. And to think it's only day 2 of my imprisonment...
with every thought on you -Love,
Ryan
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I wish i could still say things like that, to feel that way again, but, i don't think she'll ever take me back. I wish i hadn't read to words she said to me but they were truthful and i can't blame her for that. I...can't close my eyes anymore. I don't think she reads this but...I love you rachael
______________________________________________ PAPERBACK MACHETE
words flow from her pen to pad with dexterous artistry
slashing down barriers like upward mobility
Harrassing the supply lines with tactful omission
Creating eclectic cohesion from bohemian runoff
Mechanical to botanical greeting words streaming karma
Opaque to the unseeing eye sperating killer from kin
If her thoughts needed pretext
would you know where to begin?
_____________________________________________ POEM ABOUT OUR NEW LIFE
We watch the sun
Together decending the long beach skyline
Following paths well known yesterdays
When love is what we had
When the living's easy I take
You in my arms
Thank the moon illuminating
Your features marley and lou dog play,
our rottweiller pair
Peyote pipes pass tijuanna new years
Jay of the mexicans motorcycle rides
The wind -your dreads
your hands -my waist
Absinthe christmas laid out for days
Birkenstock footpaths to mardi gras hookahs
Circular sitting communal desires
laced with thanksgiving extasy
wake up midnight, trip till' dawn
make love in the moonlight
in the daylight
on the lawn
- I guess i'll never get to know this happy ideal
-This is one of her favorites i think, to me it's one of the most painful
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Early morning glimmer shines and sparkles across your calm-cool-collected expression
Flowing into my origin reviving straight up elation, unremitting sensation
Jump for joy, Hug a stranger, Give away all that you own
For a vibe this sensational there's not much i don't condone
Down a concrete flight we collide into spontainious mania
Like a hit of seventh-heaven envelopment hopped up and laid out in rapturous sublimation
Dizzy-good -God Damn! Oh my what a feeling Her lips taste like karma. I'm hooked like a klepto is stealing
When our eyes meet -we don't speak, we both know what we're feeling
Much better than love, this is more than emotion, left me reeling Double-shot-straight-black-expresso-uplifting, with side effects of heroin -addiction
I'd sell my soul for one more hit, without even a pause to consider it
we stop -we go, we pause -we explode
she moves -I follow, continuous flow
Forgotten politics of back-home-angry-boyfriends don't matter
I Love Her -She Loves Me -Thats it, everything else is in fine print
Fuck that asshole who made her cry -he should have treated her better
Those several moments feel like eons, we were alone in the world
Then She pushes me away and..smiles... as she regains control
I'm Yours Alone Forever If You'll Take Me,
Ryan
____________________________________________________
This isn't a poem but it's one of the most true things i've ever written, this is a letter i wrote her.
July 24 2004
To my hopes and dreams,
hey, how are you. it should be about lunch time for you. I can't eat anymore...i know i should but i can't. anything that passes my lips reminds me of you and i can't stand the anguish. The thought of you -your beautiful eyes, your lips, you scent, the way you took my hardened soul and make it soar...the thought of being reunited with you is all that takes me through each day, I fell asleep with your dread clutched in my hand, it brings me comfort. The thought of such love in such a short time amazes and perplexes me but it also brings me hope. You've shown me I'm not lost, just off course. My aunt says hi and that you're free to call -just ask for me, i'll be here. The number here is *** *** **** -I'd call you but my cell doesn't work here and i don't want to drive up her phone bill too high. And to think it's only day 2 of my imprisonment...
with every thought on you -Love,
Ryan
______________________________________________
I wish i could still say things like that, to feel that way again, but, i don't think she'll ever take me back. I wish i hadn't read to words she said to me but they were truthful and i can't blame her for that. I...can't close my eyes anymore. I don't think she reads this but...I love you rachael