I am reaching
My crescendo
To accomplish the things
That as a human
I thought I could not
O what beautiful joy
To uncover courage
And the ability to fly
A sonata of
Immeasurable strength
To be considered
We don’t have to
Burn our books
To find our strength
Or tear our buildings down
Even the sweetest
Tangerine still has yet
To be tasted
© GÄ
Would it be that
They should control
The meaningless things
To make us feel disempowered
Would it be that
Freakishly they could
See beneath the skirt
Of that identity
Figuratively
Observing our truths
Negate all the more
Important things
Reveal and expose
My vulnerabilities
The value of said
Credibilities crushed
Never acknowledging
What counts
Like the garden
Of my heart
Holding my hand
Kissing my face
Instead swiping
Left, right,
And all over the place
Poking at
The superficial
All the ridiculous
Unnecessary casting
Box checking satisfactions
There is
Nothing remarkable
About that
© GÄ
Remember when we
Used to have fun?
I guess it was
Important for me
For you to know
The surprise of my story
That also awoke in me
The surprise of you
Such a small act of love
Shouldn’t be such a big deal
Expressing emotions
Satisfyingly real
Then to recognize this
Ode to honor more acts of
Small generosities and bliss
Acts of kindness
The gifts
That make ya feel
So much
Bigger in your heart
Nothing like the faults
That make you shrink away
Make you stop in your tracks
Like stepping into a ziplock bag
Blankets over your head
In some ways just the same
As wishing it would all
Go away
What happens when two people’s
Self worth clashes
Is it ever too late to
Renegotiate our identities?
© GÄ
My blood is not cold
But my pulse is so hot
When I share my whole self
Inadvertently
My lack of carelessness
Pours over in an ocean
Of unquenchable thirst
Nothing but time
Can cool me down
Invite me in
Excuse me out
What will we have left
If we take it all now
All I ever wanted was
For you to know
The pleasure of betrayal
Would be lost on me
Does brutality make you want me
Will love be crowded out
If there be no savagery
Sand in my teeth
The only way out
Is through the gaping hole
In my heart
But much more feasible
Than a hole
In my head
© GÄ
If a good lie
Can make people happy
Then what can
The truth do
Maybe we touch too deeply
Maybe our fingers get smaller
Perhaps our feet get colder
Do you know?
If a good lie
Can make people happy
Why should we
Tell the truth
Maybe our hearts
Get a little taller
Maybe our lives
Intertwining enthrall us
Perhaps our lips are
A bit more glossy
Do you know?
Kissing your heartbeat
Is better than missing out
On your truth
If a good lie
Can make you happy
What will our truth do
Will it console you
Would you feel better
If I untold you
If this is true
Then I will be your best storyteller
We can save the truth
For later
© GÄ
Did I mess up
When I uncovered the suspense
Did I mess it up
When I exposed the magic
Opened myself completely
To the honor of knowing you
To the gift of your benevolence
To the talking power of
Upright honest feelings
Are they for quiet people
Or is it being in the exposed
Nature of our brightest spirit
That we throw it all open
And encourage more by
Exaggerating all kindness
Blowing the beautiful
Completely out of proportion
For why not if violence
Is so loud
Why shouldn’t love be
Why shouldn’t vulnerabilities
Scream from the snow capped tops
Avalanches of love
And exposed feelings
Leaving us raw and
In unpredictable territories
Creation of non existent time
Floating in the betrothed
Exposure of raw emotion
To embrace us as we are
To take us as we are
To receive our brightest star
Light is not for the dimming
But for the brightening
The inner lightening
The no more frightening
Of our feelings
Fully naked
Fully formed
© GÄ
My sweetest light
A meeting round the stones
At night by dark waters
Riviera of memories
Wishing for triangles of
Sanctuaries in love
Hanging from the ceilings
Of our mouths
Crawling over the backsides
Of forgotten traumas
Furry tarantula like legs
Tickle the napes of our necks
Left like afterthoughts
Or impulsive tattoos
For which painting
Cosmic catastrophic
Imprints where forbidden happiness
Could only end in a ball of
Frameless power that
Sparks up in me
A playful harmless buck
Spun upwards just enough to
Catch a quick wisp of air
Around your lips
The sweetest pair to kiss
I offer you this bouquet
Of mystic flora
Minus the half eaten magnolias
Devoured by what satisfied snails
Have left only for my hand
A small miracle
Of human interference
If it ends in the unexpected
Splash of your embrace
© GÄ
I kiss you
On
Your
Neck
I kiss you
On
Your
Chest
I kiss you
Where
You
Ask
And we
Figure
Out
The
Rest
© GÄ
To love you
Is to love you brilliantly
To hold you
To make love to you
Never discard you
Is to fill your cup
I will not report you
To the authorities
For your criminal kisses
Step into the light
So that I may expose
Your good deeds
© GÄ
Sweet disdain
Bitter broken heart
Rotting love
The harrowing blisters
Of a brilliant butchery
Leads to eerie concertos
With gruesome conclusions!
O, sweet disdain
No blame no hate
No anger can create
A fusion for love
A potion for what
Broken-hearted throats
Are thirsty for
Are dry from it all
O, bitter broken heart
You know what it’s like
To feel forgotten about
That’s what this feels like
I don’t believe that it’s better
To say it out loud
But I’m working through
Living under a shroud
O, rotting love
Serious heavinesses
Now with gripped work
I understand that to feel hurt
Is to be forgotten about
Underneath all of that
What I have done
To provide this beautiful space
Consider feelings in every step
Of this shattered place
O, the harrowing blisters
Of a brilliant butchery
Leads to eerie concertos
With gruesome conclusions!
© GÄ
Poétique 