I would that you would want me
Want me more than your ego
Would allow you hide
Want me more than your reticence
Could conceal
I would that you would seek me
See me
And melt at the sight
I would that you would touch my skin
And feel yours light ablaze
I would that you would miss me
If I were gone for days
I would will so many things
But you shouldn’t always have what you would
Else all the good you did get
In getting wouldn’t be so good.
©5-31-2012 L. Ashwood
Shut your mouth!
Don’t you dare speak!
Don’t you dare/ utter a peep.
You might hurt someone,
With those powerful words
Speaking the truth
According to you
Speaking your mind
Representing yourself
Come/ on
And shut all up
And censor yourself. Continue reading
if i wasn’t exactly what you thought of me
or what you thought I’d be
would you still love me? Continue reading
The bark of guns
Fade into the background
So part of the dark outside
That silence
Scares the tough shell courage
From his adolescent body Continue reading
The ones that never get written
The ones that say too much
The ones that show me bare
Are the ones I want to share with you
The ones that are born of intensity
Raised in oppression
The hardy blossoms sprouting from stubborn ground
Those are the ones especially for you
Not the pampered easy flowing off the tongue ones
Not the ones born from innate charm
The ones born despite efforts to abort them
The ones that defy all wills
Those are the ones I wish for you
The ones that change every time they surface
That are given power on the sounds of voice
That do not hide their meanings on pages
But are alive in live action
The ones that come with tactile presentation
With energy that seeps in and stimulates your every sense
Not so common
Almost a capital offense
The ones that are the hangman’s rope
Predetermining loss
Those are the ones I desire to give particularly to you
My only fear is that as I do
That like fire
And obsession
And other things intense
They will consume you
Feb 4, 2009
Like Hansel and Gretel I leave you crumbs,
Follow the path you’ll find me
There with Sherlock we will search in tandem
With looking glass and look-in glass we will scour the surface of my soul
and pick with axes to get to the core
Excavate the buried good within
Beneath the rotting corpse of skin
Evil flesh that reeks of human imperfection
That does not what I will it
That acts out it basest and basic
That burns and burns
Leaving a trail of burnt offerings to demigods and goddesses
That stops short of fulfilment
for lack of direction or lack of directness
That suffers mediocrity in silent indignation
In silence that engulfs and smothers
that becomes the cha cha cha of tongues untied
that becomes the assassin of soul
Find me in the desolation of this world
hidden untouched and unscathed but buried
waiting for your hand to reach down and pull me out
that we may dance the hustle all night long
round and round to every song
every tune of every tempo
let us dance like no one is watching
like everyone is watching
for an audience of 2
for a stadium of more
let us dance
with lions nipping at our heels
with dissenters pelting us with rocks
with cheerleaders egging us on
let us dance
find me in my cave and make my one two
And our two one
Find me and see me
And unite our purposes to one fight
Find me and take me to that place you whispered softly into my dreams
That place that is only in my dreams
Take me there
I leave you bread crumbs
tiny but distinct
follow me to my hiding place
then take me away
(jan 15, 2009)
