Thank You!

Abra

pkd

2kM - For some strange reason, I woke up today and thought about how you enjoy my sexual side of poetry. It reminded me of my poems I wrote a few months back called, "The Dirty Dozen" I remember I had wrote 10 of 12 of these poems. Well this has been eating at me until I finish it and forcing myself to write in this mood does me no justice that I can appreciate.

Sooo! today I felt the itch and scratched it. I am posting number 11 and once I think of 12 I will add it to that post.

I know I am being lazy not rehashing the old post but the time consumed to find it could take awhile seeing as how it is probably around 200 pages back.

you will never understand me completely

no matter how much I tell you everything

there will always be more left unsaid



I have ways about me that bog me down

in my own little world

wear size is circumcized by my situations



We could sit here all day and argue

about nothing and it would mean something

as we slit our throats and squeeze our necks



I am spit on a sidewalk as far as I am

concerned with life and letting go

moving on and trying again to learn



You can pardon me if you will whenever

the whatever it is gains conciousness

to know that I am a hook unlined



We need our spaces and time is too short

to carry this on as it was never intended

how it is between hopes and dreams blurred