Brand New Shoes
Come try me on.
I'll show you how good you can feel.
You'll put me on and grimace,
wishing you had felt this way before.
I can take you anywhere,
from a date to the bedroom and back.
When its time for me to come off,
I'll be waiting for the next time you're in me.
An icy shiver of excitement will run,
from your toes to that head.
Just once is enough for you to want more.
I'm that good.
I'll be your nourishment.
You'll never need another pair,
and each time will be as great as the last.
Come on, I'll show you how good you can feel.
Pagan Prayer
O Muse of dreadful art!
O Inspiration that breaks my heart!
Why can’t you hear my song
When for your help I long?
O Apollo of godly lyre!
O god of the sun’s fire!
Why must I live in fear
When my song can’t reach that ear?
O Eros, with arrow so true!
O Aphrodite, mother of this dew!
So true is your aim
Who left me burning and that one lame.
O Hades, Lord of the Dead!
O the souls you have taken in dread!
Why have you taken my heart and soul,
Leaving my body without a whole?
O Thanatos, death with life!
O the one who takes fear and strife!
Why do you taunt me an hurt me so
And leave me hardened and low?
O Ares of bloodlust and war!
O god of he wound and sore!
Why do you ravage through me
And endless war without a key?
O Poseidon, Earth-Shaker of sea and land!
O second only to Zeus’ hand!
You’ve shaken me more than quake
And drowned me in a broken lake.
O Jove, the King of gods!
O Great Ruler and master of facades!
What justice is yours that I strain
To leave my goodness n so much pain.
Why have you left me alone and to fear?
Why must the one I love never be near?
In a Car
The engine starts and so does my imprisonment.
Out of the driveway and onto to the road,
I sit alone in back, parents in front.
Silence. This is my only shelter in here.
With no words to say, I begin to nod off.
So how's the "situation"? Yes, that's what they call it.
No longer can I escape, but I remain quiet.
As both mother and father chastise my life,
I fall into the solitary abyss of my mind,
but still I feel their hateful remarks.
Why don't they love me? The only words I can hear.
I die inside trying to find this answer,
and the guilt my mother has sown strangles me
until tears of suffocation are my only release,
and pain is the only friend I have.
Your silence tells us all. That's how they drag me out.
All I can do is stare at their stone faces.
I just want to get to my destination.
We stop. Finally. Only my father leaves.
You know you're killing him. He cries every night.
Yes, I am killing them, the ones that I love.
She stares me down. I know what she wants.
All I have to say is one simple thing
to get them be mom and dad once again.
I need them back. I want them to love.
I'm not gay anymore! I lie.
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