It lasts but a moment the fire from your kiss.
I devour the comfort but you I do not miss.
The fix isn’t working and I’d rather be alone.
I need to transcend momentary moans.

Once the passion has been consumed and done,
I wander to thoughts of who will be the one.
I feel despise for this is all that comes my way.
I long for the one who will spend longer than a day.

How do you end up living a life you didn’t forsee?
A life you never wanted but comes naturally?
What am I to make of this momentary deed?
Why don’t I ever find so much what I need?

But I have become so wanting for this.
That needs are fulfilled in hollow bliss.
Emptiness I feel would make a grown man cry.
So would the empty beds I find myself lie.

I do my best not to complain of my woes.
Mostly they are dormant and nobody knows.
But I cannot lie in another empty bed.
I’d have more satisfaction if I were dead.

© 2014 The Rum Review

I see nothing yet my sight is not dim.
Heavy as a house, but small as a pin.
Light is dark and days are night.
Found a voice, but never right.

What face will I play today?
I may tell, but do I have a say?
Always comes to the same end.
Will has wandered around the bend.

What did I do so wrong?
Is it true I don’t belong?
This night will turn to day,
In this I have no say.

I come close but out of reach.
Feeble I am in this niche.
Tired yet wide awake.
My end I willingly take.

© 2014 The Rum Review

Less I am than me.
Nothing to hear.
Who sees me?
I don’t see clear.

What is my will?
Is it there at all?
Lost in my fill
I heed to the call.

Will I see me?
Is anything there?
Who can I be?
Dream I don’t dare.

Lost in my place,
I fever along.
Have you seen my face?
No is what’s wrong.

© 2014 The Rum Review

Sell me a reason, tell me how come.
Give night its day with glorious sun.
Tempt me from faded song.
Let me know where I belong.

Remember me, I’m still here.
Convince me I have nothing to fear.
Do I know the meaning of dread?
Yes Sir, it’s all I’ve been fed.

Rattle me, show me the way.
Summon me from where I lay.
Fate finds me full of fear,
Help me be in the clear.

Will you be my medicine man?
Indulge with your wicked ways.
Allow me some freedom,
From the doldrums of the day.

A trusty companion always close by.
It’s not it that deceives.
That’s apparent from the rest of you,
Surrounded by a pack of thieves.

In while I bide my time,
I’ll always think of you.
Once I make your company,
You won’t need to calm my blues.

While I listen to you play,
I collide in your stream of time.
It’s gentle though and then its soothing,
Like a broken hearted man’s wine.

So my medicine man, what is it today?
I’m a little high strung and stressed.
Don’t take too long to indulge me,
Deliver me from this mess.

You are a feast.
A beast.
Someone I wanted to meet.
Languished with heavy thought.
Mind steered foul.

Never be a stranger.