I would rather be single
on Valentines day than be
the object of your obsession

I would rather be heckled
by the critics in the comedy club
that is my love life, than
hear the venom in your voice
through the phone at 3 am

I would rather never get laid
than feel your hands creep
inside my ******* again

I would rather drink cheep *****
than taste the lies in your kisses

I would rather buy my own
flowers than smell your
scent on my favorite bra

I would rather be blind
than see what you call love

I would rather be alone
on Valentines day than
be your ****** valentine

Waking up is literally the worst part of my day.
You’re all through my dreams every night,
what should have been and could have been, what was.
I get to kiss your precious lips and be held by you and told ‘hey, it was all just a nasty dream I’m still here, I’m still with you and I love you’ But that is the nasty dream because you’re not still here
you’re not still with me
and you don’t love me
and that is still breaking my heart every single day.
I hate waking up.
Today I woke up to a message saying ‘baby come back, you can blame it all on me’ and I remember from June 2013 to November 2014 that was the one thing that you consistently done, was sing that stupid song in that high pitched annoying tone that I loved and it broke my heart even more.
I don’t really know why I’m so sad over you today but I am and I can’t cope today is a bad day. I’m sick of dreaming of all the things that made me happy, you. And waking up to ******* nothing. Please just come home. I love you so much.
(j.a)

i was not this body,
i was not these bones.

this skeleton was just my
temporary home

elementary molecules converged for a breath
and danced beyond my individual death
(unknown)

As I sat reading
one of the bards tales
the laughter within me
could not be quelled
he wrote with authority
he wrote with some wit
his words seemed to match
with the joint I just lit

As I continued
to peruse the tale
A voice from the kitchen
slightly derailed
my narrowing focus
had suddenly gone south
it seemed that I now
had cotton in my mouth

I reached for the glass
beside on the stand
intending to quench
the thirst I now had
but not taking an eye
off the page before
I clumsily knocked
the drink to the floor

I looked around
if any had seen
where was the cat
when I really need
a lackey , a scapegoat
on which to lay blame
The voice from the kitchen
called out my name

"What was that noise?"
inquired the voice
looking around
I had but one choice
Take off my socks
and sopp up the mess
down the hallway
came her footsteps

Quickly I scrubbed
and scrubbed some more
the cranberry juice
had stained the floor
suddenly there
before me appeared
the fuzzy red slippers
which I so feared

"You've stained the carpet!"
spat my angry wife
I quivered and shrank
hopefully out of sight
"I've told you before
"your not allowed."
"to sit and read stories
with liquid around."

With my head bowed
I went for the door
containing the machine
I'd used before
patiently she watched
as I cleaned the spot
removing the stain
which I had wrought

I know I always say you fell for me
But I know it was me that fell
And it was you who held my hand
But you only helped me back up
To let me fall again and again

Sitting in the
Executive boardroom
The CEO on speakerphone
It's all fun and games
Until someone loosens a tie

Down at the
Local watering hole
Enjoying a round of darts
It's all fun and games
Until someone
Loses an eye

THEY’RE SORT OF LIKE SNAKES, YOU’RE ATTRACTED TO THEIR SKIN AND BEAUTY AND WITH THAT FASCINATION YOU FORGET ALL ABOUT THEIR POISONOUS FANGS AND THEN THEY BITE YOU, YOU’RE REMINDED AS THE PAIN STARTS TO FLOW AND YOUR HEART STARTS TO SLOW AS IT TRAVELS THROUGH YOUR VEINS AND KILLS YOU AND YOU STILL SAY IT WAS WORTH IT
(j.a)

WHEN I WAS WITH YOU THATS WHEN I RELIZED HOME WASN'T A PLACE, BUT A FEELING.
NOW YOU'RE GONE I'M SUDDENLY HOMELESS.
(j.a)

I want to kiss the sleep from your lips in the mornings before your morning coffee, tea or milo in winters. I want to run my fingers through your hair just before a passionate kiss. I want to wake in the morning from you moving slightly and my body feeling a slight cool breeze where your body used to be, I want to fall asleep with you entangled in the sheets after play fighting or nice intimacy. I want to feel your fingertips giving me goosebumps along my sides as you run them up and down I want it all
(j.a)