The Man Within

Release me from this body,
This entrapment,
These breasts.
Slice off this makeup,
Remove my dress.
Fuck this bloody curse,
These widened hips,
My sultry lips.
My worth,
IS NOT
Between my thighs
YOU BETTER,
Look up,
Watch your eyes,
Before I count to three,
One, two…..
Barefoot and pregnant,
Is that all I am?
Legs open,
At his call.
It’s all yours, so his
Never mine.
Fuck this.
Scalp me bald,
Starch,
Naked.
Dress me in a suit,
Let me grow my beard,
What are you afraid of?
Seeing that there is a woman in here.
A different kind of woman,
Not dainty, never frail.
My femininity doesn’t define,
My masculine side neither.
The man within me,
Is not the woman without.
A gown on one day,
Slacks the next.
I am woman, Hear Me ROAR!
I will never be,
Just a common whore.
The man is within me,
The woman,
Without.
I am not without a woman,
Even when I am a man.
Without,
A doubt.

School's Got Me Like....

My hell,
My Pastel Pink Hell. 
Blanched Walls Never End,
This Is The Place Where I’ve Been Sent,
For Crimes Unknown,
Victims Not Told.
Snapping Tails, High Heels,
Screaming Men, Muscular Build.
Where Am I, In This Group?
Why Am I Here,
Never There,
Always Scared,
To Make A Move,
To Utter A Sound.
Stealing Our Souls,
Our Ideas,
My Potential,
Teachers, Some
Not All.
Pale Faces,
With The Occasional Spot.
Brick Walls, White Washed,
Brain Washed.
Creativity Gone,
Where’d She Go?
I Don’t Know.
There Is No Beauty Here,
I Feel Like I’m In Hell.
Melting Down,
Touch The Ground,
Fading Away,
Faded.
No Color,
No Life,
Just Plain.
Death.
Out of Sight.
And The Saddest Thing Is,
I Am One Of Them,
It’s My Fault Too.
I Am Their Hell,
They are Mine,
I Am Theirs.
I Am Who I Fear,
I Fear What I Hate.
School.
Hell.
Blank.
Slate

ShallowBreathsZeroThoughtsPureBliss

I wrote this poem based off of the woman's view of what is going on and what she is feeling in this photograph. 

Our fingers intertwined,

mine eyes,

locked.

The sun beats down,

heating my face.

Scarlet,

 my cheeks.

Huh-hmm, huh-hmm,

His soft shallow breaths,

are cool,

icy,

on my neck.

Huh-hmm, huh-hmm.  

I receive a lovely blaze from the eternally evanescent sun,

and an internal fire smolders with the love that I acquire from him.

A faint musk,

Strong,

oak,

invades my nares.

I welcome it.

I welcome him.

My toes curl in the prickly, piney grass,

The blades play with each toe.

I feel an overwhelming sensation of happiness, heat, and beyond.

My thick coils nestle on his strength.

He protects me from the world,

protects me from myself.

Dainty fingers find its way into his locks.

My dials swirl in the thick black matte, entrapping me almost.

Almost.

It feels like feathers,

light and airy.

It feels like sunshine,

heated and happy.

It looks like night,

dark and promising.

I’m enveloped in a thick pink haze,

All around me.

All around us,

just us.

Buzzing bees bzzzzz through the air.

Its buzzzzz sending me vibrations,

elations.

It struggles to soak up the pink hazes center,

Slurffup,

I imagine when it drinks.

Slurffup, slurffup.

I taste without my tongue.

Ambrosial honey suckle, with hints of spice.

The heated sun,

His fingered feather hair,

My tickly toe mates,

Please let me stay,

there,

here.

Huh-hmm, Huh-hmm, huh-hmm, huh-hmmmmmm