Friday, March 27, 2009


you did what little girls do
play games then withdraw
crush a lot and give nothing
drop out of sight and react

i find it appealing
no scratch that - appalling
i'm offended - quite rightly
i'm not often nonplussed

Thursday, March 26, 2009


you squander your beauty
on that lump of a man.
i won't waste the words
on that malleable brute.

you don't speak the same language
he's beneath you - (you like that) - 
he's wildly stupid
his nose is wide open

Tuesday, March 24, 2009


i play to that side of her-
the sexless ways of a whore-
she can only 
gauge my sincerity

she's just a tree to climb
i'm a monkey man
strumming a simple style
on electric guitar

Wednesday, March 18, 2009


the dirt 
beneath my feet 
is death
i trod upon it