Like a falling tree
in an empty forest,
is there a sound
when you weep alone...
ArrivalI walked along the path, somewhat aimlessly. I had thought that things would be different this time around, but it turned out to be so much harder. Everyone was away or busy. I didn't want to stay in the hotel room, or spend another afternoon in a cafe by myself again. I wanted to be outside and around color. I didn't have any other ideas, so I ended up here.
There was another drought like last year, but most everything was nonetheless blooming and lush. As usual, I took pictures of every flower and wondered if I had ever seen this species or that one before. And I longed for the days when I had my own garden and wondered if I would ever have one again.
I stopped before a shrub and before I could look at the label to see what it was, a bird alit on one of the branches and looked at me. It was rainbow colored and I thought it could be a lorikeet. I looked around and saw that no one was near me, and there weren't any other birds. I smiled at it and was about to move on to look at an
Just the one of usYou and me
in a dream
on fields of green
together in glee
feeling complete and free
But you and I
are but a lie
in my mind
and my swollen eyes
are dry from crying
GearsThe estrogen lies.
"You don't look old at all," you say,
but my bones...
and my heart...
and my brain...
all tell a different story.
It's all machinery
that's slowly grinding away,
and sometime in the ever closing future
it will fail,
and I hear the clock tick faster
CuddleIf you ran Activity Monitor
on my brain
and on my heart,
you'd see that everything is throttled.
I cannot think
about anything else.
SafeThe two of us
just laying there,
holding each other in the afterglow,
without the armor of clothing and perfume in a club,
nor cloaked in professional credentials in a meeting,
nor enshrouded in social status being with our friends,
but stripped down to our bare selves,
looking at each other through no lens.
Just the two of us.
TakenI walked up to the counter
and she asked me how I was
and I couldn't lie
and my eyes filled in.
She said that she'd listen
and that everything would be all right
and her eyes turned bright and brown
and I couldn't take mine off of them.
She told me she understood
how it feels
and that she'd been through a lot too
until she met her boyfriend.
And that's when my flight of fancy
came to an end.
FraudGrey clouds occluding the morning sunlight.
Purple dress to cover a black heart.
Smile to reverse a frown.
An exclamation point to excite a period.
An atom orbiting every molecule.
A dinner party of one.
A dance club between my ears.
Today's costume placed in the laundry basket.
Plush animals to warm an empty bed.
Dreams so empty they can't even be nightmares...
DestinyI was tired of not having anything to do on a Saturday night, and so I decided, fuck it... I'm gonna go to this meetup. It was the so-called Mature Lonely Hearts Club and I knew that only older folks would be there. But I just didn't care... I needed to get out and be with actual people.
I arrived at the restaurant at 7 PM sharp. It had been closed for several years and was now finally reopened. I couldn't remember if I had ever been there before.
"Hi! Welcome and Happy Holidays! Party of one?"
"No... I'm supposed to meet a group actually... it's the Lonely Hearts Cl-"
"Ah... they're right over here."
The maître d' led me to a large table against the windows and facing the road. There were settings for about twelve but there was just one person there, an older gentleman who looked to be in his late fifties.
"Here you are! And have a wonderful evening!"
I looked at the table a second time and decided that I wanted to sit in the second to last seat, not the
Dear mother, dear father
Dear brother, dear sister
Don't worry, you still have each other
And without me you're all so much stronger
Leave me behind and let me go, I promise the days will get brighter
Dear teachers, dear counselors
Dear therapists, dear doctors
You have my gratitude for what you all did
But I hit rock bottom too many times, and this last one was it
The end of the road again, as if no one could have kept me from a coffin
I was not fit to live life
I failed at everything, every time
I sincerely did my very best, I really tried
I just could no longer stand feeling so powerless inside
I lay wide awake every night
I prayed and prayed and asked "why?"
I was always silently drowning in the tears I cried
I am done with suffering, so this is where I draw the line
This is the end
One with a resentful beginning
It all came crashing down to nothing
It's what's only right, so I know what I'm doing
Dear friends, dear betrayers
Dear relatives, dear des
BorderlineI dreamed once that I saw your face in
my mirror, rippling prolifically like
water on glass on my face,
and then I was drowning, and I
too fast into your watery eyes.
Without imagination, prosaically as you
could, you told me you
loved me and hoped we'd meet again
soon. I smiled, propri
I'm Fine, Trust me
It's just fine
Just stab me with that knife
I'm just fine
Rip my heart out when I'm alive
All that I see
Is you in my dreams
All that I see
Is that my heart is incomplete
It's just fine
My heart's made of ice
It's just fine
Just make me feel alive
The one on the left.
No not you!
You right there!
The one reading this!
YES! You right th
He stands before the adoring crowd,
Basking in their cheers and standing ovation.
But he has already been dishonoured -
By means of his perverse innovation.
For none could know of the dark secret;
About the art that he claims to be his own.
It is naught but an illusion, smoke and mirrors -
A theft for which he must atone...
But this disgusting creature, this worthless abhuman;
So desperate for the glory which he sees upon the stage!
Will quietly don the skin of another;
An urge he must assuage...
Biting his nails, a cracked smile upon his lips, he whispers:
"No one will know, no one will find it and I am great..."
-Chen Yuan Wen, 24th October 2012
End The Hate (Gay Rights Poem)I was walking with my husband,
During the month of May.
His name is Bobby,
And I'm Adam Galloway.
We were holding hands,
We were happy as can be;
And then we met a stranger,
And he said to me:
"Look here at the faggots!
You're ruining my path!
I hate you gay ass fuckers,
Now you'll feel my wrath!"
The man pulled out a gun,
He aimed it at my head;
Bobby jumped in front of me -
Poor Bobby is now dead.
I caught his falling body,
As the stranger ran away.
I lost the love of my life,
All because we're gay.
He risked his life for me,
For Adam Galloway.
His name is Bobby G.
He died for being gay...
I was eating with my wife,
We were on a date.
Her name is Sarah,
My name is Deven Kate.
We got kicked out for kissing,
So we approached our car;
And what we both had seen,
Was pretty bizzare.
Our tires had been popped,
Our windows had been smashed,
The back seat was on fire;
So we both had dashed.
We didn't get that far,
When a girl got in our way;
She said to us, "Now burn!
"What are you doing?"
Trying to escape.
Look behind you.
Are they there?
You'll never understand it.
Rip your hair out.
Cover your ears.
They want you to die.
They're out for you.
Shut the door.
Lock it again.
"Are you okay?"
You'll never make it.
Fall to the ground.
"What are you doing?"
"What are you going through?"
"What's wrong with you?"
... "I don't know."
the sky was earl grey
and the clouds were steamy sips
and i wanted to drink it all.
the leaves were star yellow
and the bark smelled of coffee
and the bakery was selling a moon made out of cheese.
there was an old man on a bench
he threw his wedding band in the sewer
i cried for him.
the birds were dreams
and the mountains, my obstacles,
tally ho young adventurer tally ho
i ran into an artist today
he drew signs on corner post buildings
but he also gave his lunch to a homeless boy.
my mom holds black holes beneath her eyes
and for the first time in days, she spoke to me,
"i'm worried about you. try to make some friends?"
dear mom, i am trying
i played chess with a man in the park
i helped a girl find her parents
i am content with who i am, mom,
now i am just trying to help others achieve the same.
i ran into the artist again today
and he taught me how to paint
and then he smiled at me and said, "you're different than the rest."
we made plans, me and