THE ARC OF REJECTION

Glaring

Sparkling

Magnetic

Allure

Grumpy

Upset

& hungry

I take you

Every way

I take you

Every day

The electric

Shock

The toxic

Waves

I feel

Every time

You turn away

Electric fence

Please

Keep me away

Something about

Being an addict

Don’t touch the stove

Its hot

Spending a life line

On burns

A life time

Churn

Of starving

Ferns

Stretching to the light

Photosynthesis

Doesn’t work

In the dark

Our love

Is a shark

& I wait

For you to bite

Humanize the day

Consume me

While I pay

Infuse me

With sacred

Spirits

I pray

Twenty years

In the dark

Rolling

Smoldered

Now I yearn

For light

The world turns

On my shoulders

Telling you tonight

How much I miss

Romance

Dancing

Passion

Holding something

Close to the chest

Some heart

Stricken goals

The way to the heart

Through my coals

My eyes

My head

Trace me

Feed me

Do something

That no one else

Can do

Something

That no one else

But you

The pipe

The pain

My fantasy

You may never change

The way back

I once stumbled upon

That place in your

Arms

Your legs

Waiving like

The freedom

Of the flag

That used to waive

So freely

In the car with my father

The final days

Of his life

Knowing that memory

Would last forever

Wish I had another

Man to call

& ask

To see

To have another

Adult

To tell me

Walk away

Run free

Burning hands

Sticking

Electric wire

Fascinated

The spark

The arc

Of rejection

Must be some kind

Of sick joke

My heart

A broken spoke

All the lovers

I hurt in the past

Riding away

On rusted bicycles

Wishing I could

Just bury my self

In your ass

Sleep in the dark

Till Sunday

Your thighs

Eyes

In the elevator

The rain

I would take any angry

Day away

My dame

But you just

See the shame

You just electrify

& I want

To touch

& smell  

This burning hair

For you are

The stove

I am the hand

And I just can’t stop

Burning this way

I can’t find

The way back

That place

I stumbled upon

Closed arms

Coveted thighs

Just a memory

Your eyes

Now just the fence

Blue

Electric

Flashes

Stuck in my head

Again

With my lies

As my hand traces

Over the map

Dulled thumbs

Nibbled nails

Gentle & frail

How did I get

So much older

To find myself alone

I should have left

Bread-crumbs

Or some secret cloak

To sneak me through

Your guarded alarms

Map faded

Dusty black

Because

I just can’t seem to find

The way back

Into your arms