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| aimlessBy » maery on Fri Nov 16, 20070 Comments | | we wandered so aimlessly
like mice running a maze
not too sure where we are heading
in this city of haze
and your eyes they wandered
from these streets of shame
to meet my baby blues
that had wandered just the same
we're just the same |
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| sensoryBy » maery on Fri Nov 16, 20070 Comments | | this body is not mine
it is merely borrowed
so i make what time i have
last, echo, undulate
contained and liberated
all at once
inside this pale pink flesh |
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| MissingBy » maery on Sat Mar 31, 20071 Comment | | when my eyelids are heavy and half-shut
about to be claimed by sleep
your scent is still here
on these dirty blue pillows
for a flash I see you
out of the corner of my half-exposed eye
I see your shape hidden in duvet folds
the butterflies panic
what are you doing here?
in second I realise... |
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| calculation (love anxiety)By » maery on Tue Jan 30, 20070 Comments | | if our love was
measured imperically
millimeters for heartbeats
inches for words
or yards of us apart
the distance
the little steps
all a calculated thing
we could add up all
the fractions
come to the equation
1+1
(me and you)
tactile increments
of our imtamicy
laid out of a blank... |
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| When your SleepingBy » maery on Tue Jan 30, 20071 Comment | | Sometimes when your sleeping
I trace my fingers over your body
tactile graphitti
I'm writing our story
you wake, then shower
erase all I've recorded
you wash yourself clean of me
tonight I'll begin anew
I want to mark you
the way you've marked me
scrawl my name across your heart
in... |
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| exhale into youBy » maery on Sat Dec 2, 20060 Comments | | I've never like my snow-like skin
but as my flesh warms to your touch
self consiouness drifts away
but tiny remenents remain
like a half-forgotten dream
as you trace my scars with your fingers
making comments on my marks
my body responds involuntarily
and though that act defies free will
I... |
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| epiphanyBy » maery on Sat Dec 2, 20060 Comments | | a feeling like a lightbulb
<pp>right in my belly
sudden, illuminated
it's light bringing
everything into
perspective
it was you
it was you all along |
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| epiphanyBy » maery on Sat Dec 2, 20060 Comments | | a feeling like a lightbulb
right in my belly
sudden, illuminated
it's light bringing
everything into
perspective
it was you
it was you all along |
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| holiday bluesBy » maery on Sat Dec 2, 20060 Comments | | Thursday has all the promise of Friday
but with no real follow-through
the weather a pathetic fallacy
echoing my contemplation
I hate the fact that's it's dark at 4
but that's what winter brings
along with tiny pinpricks of hope
disguised as holiday lights
this parking lot is a skating... |
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| 12By » maery on Sat Dec 2, 20060 Comments | | 12 minutes of exceptional adventures, in average dream time
12 earthtones on my life-long canvas of reflection
12 shades of blue, in my granmother's closed eyes
12 stretchmarks on my belly, a roadmap of growth
12 petals on my daisy- he loves me, he loves me not
12 notes in a favourite chorus... |
