Superego

Awake and aware

realizing that the child's actions no longer serve me

and must be set aside

Believing in the truth I've spent a lifetime denying

and for the first time in my life

making room for a will that is not mine

A Place To Call Home

 

The quickening heart

the sweaty palms and the breath held until bursting

With the softness of a warm summer night

and the tremble of a thundered crash booming

a distant memory is brought to fore

and once more becomes a place to call home

Icing

Lying together

naked and spooned
I imagine myself icing and you the cake
still warm from the oven, fragrant and sweet

I picture my hands like two spatulas
spreading, painting, caressing
until there is nothing left to cover
nothing left untouched

Lying together
naked and spooned
we are the dessert after a rich and satisfying meal

tasting, feasting
until we hunger no more

Four Steps

Four steps ahead and four steps behind

these are the boundaries of my life

looking forward just enough to know where I'm going

and looking back just enough to know where I am

Until It Is

 

It's not your face

until it is

nor is it the curve of your waist or the rise and fall of your breasts

until they are

it's not your voice

until you speak

your touch

until you place your hand in mine

It's not

and yet it will always be

time beyond time

Desire

Without warmth or comfort

without joy or the tiniest glimpse of redemption

I center myself to this painful state of longing

the hand of desire that grips the soul throughout a cold and endless night

Medjool

A place of shelter from wind and rain

a light to drive back the darkness

a coat for warmth

a bed for sleep

And the sweet kiss of the medjool

on willing lips and anxious tongue

for that I am grateful

for that I will know love and joy

The Reasons Why I Cut My Finger

 

Because I am careless and don't pay attention

I attempt too much with too little

because I push too hard

because I put myself in the wrong place at the wrong time

because of my past failures and the pain left unforgiven

because I am cavalier, indulgent, and thoughtless

because I fail to live up to my standards

because I get angry and pout

because I am vain and self-serving

because I don’t finish what I start and don’t start what I know I must

because I am lazy, secretive, sloppy, selfish, and enabling

because I don't say "No"

Or simply

just because