Wednesday, November 11, 2015

Infiltrated


So you think you know it all.
You think you're safe.
You think your precautions
Are all that it will take
To keep you protected
And away from harm.
You put stock in technology
And cutting edge alarms.
Well,
You might have been right
But for all your strategizing
You forgot one thing,
That crucial element
You should've factored in.
You're smart and resourceful
But your adversary is more cunning still.
With honey on his tongue and jewel encrusted smile
He slowly took you in
And so you hesitated
When you should have made the kill.
And he laid low
For a hot minute or so
While you rested on the laurels
Of victories won long ago.
And so it happened
That while you slept,
He pressed the advantage
And silently crept
Through all your proud defenses,
Your walls and your electric fences.
All your hi-tech sensors have been undermined
Along with systems for early warning
And you have been kept blind.
But even now you cannot see
That it's too late
For, you see the enemy
Already stands within your gates.

Tuesday, November 10, 2015

Penitence



 He was once.

He was kind.
I know he was.

He was attentive
And knew how to love.

He was gentle,
A porcelaine doll.
He was strong
Never thought he'd ever fall.

He was a dreamer,
A beautiful mind.
He was a warrior 
With the soul of a child.

He wasn't perfect
But he gave me hope.
He gave me life 
With the words he spoke.

That's what he was.
Now he is lost.
Now he is broken
And I think it's my fault.

Sunday, November 9, 2014

Return to Start


The two of us share a history
Or, shall we say,
A checkered past?
We got along so awkwardly
I'm not surprised 
Things fell apart.
We existed in each other's space
No more, no less
And somehow I just accepted it;
Told myself it was for the best.

I was hurt by you.
Felt estranged from you.
Abandoned.
You were the enemy.
The intruder.
The invader who
Had no business in my territory
Trying to bring law and order.
So I rebelled.
I used fire.
I raised hell.
But you weren't afraid
And you pushed back;
Asserted your claim.

So I gave up.
Retreated into myself.
Let my garden turn into a wilderness.
Shut myself up in a cave.
Packed myself in ice,
Thinking that would cool the flame.
Took no account of global warming
Or the fact things move in cyclical waves.
Now my winter forteress has melted
And I'm burning again.
So the only way to stop this cycle,
The only way to break this curse
Is to shift gears; move into reverse
And go back to the place
Where I should have started first.

Only time doesn't work like that.
You can never go back.
Least that's what I've learnt about the past:
You can't change it.
You don't get a do-over.
You remember it.
Until you don't
Because it no longer matters.
But it does to me 
And therein lies the problem.
So I've returned to you
For a healthy side of crow.
And I can't predict how this will end,
This only do I know:
You can't pull a relationship out of thin air.
You can't get back what never was.
But you've gotta start somewhere.

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Gravitational


I want you.
I probably shouldn't.
But I want you.
Now I could say
That it's for your charm,
Your winning personality.
Only I don't really know you
But I know I want your body.
You draw me in;
I can't resist it.
You've got a pull,
And it's magnetic.
Perhaps it's got something to do
With pheromones,
Or maybe it's just that time of the month
And I'm on overload
Bursting at the seams
With a surplus of hormones.
Whatever it is,
I don't need to explain it.
I'm done overthinking
And I say f*** it!
I know that I want you.
And I'm going for it.

Tuesday, September 16, 2014

In Spite of Me


 Don't look at me so
Like you've got me 
All figured out.
I'm not in love
You know.
So you might as well 
Get it out of your head
Right this instant.
I've had crushes before
And sooner or later,
They all fall away
To the cutting room floor.
So don't go getting attached.
I don't do committment.
I don't do relationships
And I don't do domestic.
So watch your back.
I ain't in it for the long haul.
Just remember that.

Don't smile at me that way.
It's like you're not paying attention 
To anything I say.
Oh I see,
You think I'm falling for you
Just because 
For some reason
I haven't quite managed
To give you the boot.
Well, don't worry.
I'll get to it soon.

What's wrong with your eyes?
Turn the shine off!
Didn't yo' mama never teach you
It's not polite to gloat?
I've heard of sore losers,
And that's not me at all
But you could stand to be more gracious...
Now that you realise you've won.

You're a tenacious little barnacle.
I'll give you that much.
I'd never have guessed it
That night you sat on my porch
Telling stories while you drank
And we ate corn on the cob.
But somehow you knew
You'd be the one
To get under my skin.
Yeah, you knew it.
Of course.
And I want to be mad
That I can't shake you off
But I can't be 
And it's frustrating to me
That I love you so much.

Monday, September 15, 2014

Call Me When You're Sober


Want me in the daylight
And when you're in your right mind.
I don't want you to want me
In the wee hours of the morning
Round a quarter past three
When you're alone, 
And drunk,
And horny.

I don't want to be
The person you think of when you're lonely
Or the one you call when you're bored,
Only to be looked right through at parties
When you have company.
The one to be ignored.

I don't want to be the one
Who gets put way back on the top shelf.
Sitting there, hoping to be remembered,
Feeling sorry for myself.

No.
I don't want to be that person
Who's always last pick or second choice.
I let you get away with that
Because I felt I had no voice.
Now I've learnt
After being burnt
On multiple occasions
That I do
Have value too
And you are not my salvation.

So it's 3 am
And, as expected,
The phone rings.
And it's you
Wanting to know
Wussup
And, Can I come over.
Now, honey boo,
I ain't mad at you
But I am not your part time lover
So if you're sure that I'm the one you want
You need to 
Call me when you're sober.

Monday, September 8, 2014

Enemy Inside


Be careful when you go.
Watch your back.
Take care.
Words of warning
Spoken out of love and fear.
Admonition
Meant to guard against
The dangers lurking somewhere "out there."

Words
Assimilated and passed on.
Words
Turned tradition;
Handed down from father to son.
Words
That I have taken to heart.
Words
That have kept me 
Alert and sharp.

So when in your turn
You stepped into my world,
I wanted to welcome you
But for those words
Reminding me of the threat
That you in your innocence
Could potentially represent.

And without realising it,
Instinct took hold
Sending me into 
Self defense mode.
I threw up the walls.
I launched the grenades.
I pulled out the stops,
And went on crusades
All in an attempt
To protect myself
From the wildling,
The enemy,
Inside my fence.

Now looking back
Reluctantly,
I have finally come to see
That in all of my vigilant savagery 
The real beast in the story
Turned out to be me.