Casual

Let the rain

Dictate tears

Slowly slipping

From half opened eyes

Caught in the shadows

Night skies stretching

Over the horizon

Wanting to tangle

Fingers and hands

Within outline of a stranger

Pretend to be strong

Find beauty in their ambiguity

Followed them home

Leaving their story outside

To smoke a cigarette

While borrowing them

Holding their shadow close

Enjoying not knowing name

Let the rain

Dictate these tears

And a stranger’s voice

Becomes the sweetest lullaby

Drifting away

In the middle of the night

Pretending to be strong

Finding beauty in a stranger’s ambiguity

What Boy (November 2012)

War Cry,

Is my name

I will not break under your gaze

For one day soon

I will be screaming

Letting out my cry in your ear

So maybe you will finally hear me

Since I know you are too blind to see

What boy—

Haven’t you seen a Death Goddess before?

Spun from lust and darkness

I will carry the shadows

For I don’t know shame and regret

Just believe boys

Shouldn’t be the ones that have all the fun

So be careful of me

As you see I don’t want to be

The one you bring home for Thanksgiving dinner

What boy—

Haven’t you seen a Sexual Woman before?

Never understood why I should be broken

In order for you to love me, boy

I was raised to slay my own dragons

Because we all know that sometimes no one comes

When you scream

So I apologize for your insecurities

Because you are obviously too weak to love a strong woman

You are only complete with some so broken

They shatter when they bend

What boy—

Haven’t you seen a Strong Woman before?

War Cry,

Is my name

I will not break under your gaze

For one day soon

I will be screaming

Male Wanted (blast from the past and warning some adult language)

I am going to be my own man
Been reviewing the qualifications for days
Each summary came up short
Descending of expectations, falling short of ideals
So I decided to become my own man

You see I have been providing for myself
Been my own leader and follower
Built my life with these hands
Slayed the dragons, saved my own honor
Walking the hallways alone for longer than I could remember

Momma raised her baby girl to keep her head high
All the boys want me to keep my eyes down
I never could see the world from their point of view
Want to keep gaze upon the skyline, journeying for my future

Wearing my strength as a suit of armor
Collecting rage and fear into tattoos weaving around my back
Independence and intelligence my faithful partners
I see the world in these pretty blue eyes
All the little boys can bow their eyes to me

So I am going to become my own man
Call me a bitch, dyke, and cunt if you like, but I am a woman
A woman of unconventional beauty
Hidden within layers, I burn brightly
Rare sensuality cupped, collected in knowledge, honor, compassion

I wish I could be vulnerable and weak
I wish I didn’t have my walls
I wish I could be the damsel in distress, the willing whore
Men today have teeth and claws, and all are eager for me to be on my back
Spread my legs and laying, pressing me down
Wanting my fears and desires, then exploit, belittle, until I lose
Sight of the girl inside, this woman of unconventional beauty
Pushing me down, leaving only the concrete and stealing the skyline

So I am going to be my own man
I won’t settle for less, and read the reports of failing quality
Am a beautiful woman, and willing to be lost upon the eyes of the blind
Continue to walk these halls alone with sword raised
Staring all the dragons down, and building my own fortresses
Reaching for the skyline with head held high

What Boy

War Cry,

Is my name

I will not break under your gaze

For one day soon

I will be screaming

Letting out my cry in your ear

So maybe you will finally hear me

Since I know you are too blind to see

 

What boy—

Haven’t you seen a Death Goddess before?

 

Spun from lust and darkness

I will carry the shadows

For I don’t know shame and regret

Just believe boys

Shouldn’t be the ones that have all the fun

So be careful of me

As you see I don’t want to be

The one you bring home for Thanksgiving dinner

 

What boy—

Haven’t you seen a Sexual Woman before?

 

Never understood why I should be broken

In order for you to love me, boy

I was raised to slay my own dragons

Because we all know that sometimes no one comes

When you scream

So I apologize for your insecurities

Because you are obviously too weak to love a strong woman

You are only complete with some so broken

They shatter when they bend

 

What boy—

Haven’t you seen a Strong Woman before?

 

War Cry,

Is my name

I will not break under your gaze

For one day soon

I will be screaming

I will not be your victim today (Warning: Adult language)

I will not be your victim today

I will not

Did you hear me?

 

Or, do I need to break this down further

Because

Frankly, you are nothing more than a waste of my time

 

I mean if you are going to insult me

Then maybe you should make it worth my time

Come on, get a little creative and prove you are more than a mindless fuck

 

So, I am not your victim

And you are definitely not a villain

I mean they are masterminds of sorts

 

And well you,

Couldn’t master your mind

Out of a paper bag

 

Shut your mouth

Stop bobbing your lips up and down speechless

You look pathetic

 

And, pathetic you are

So take fifty cents, and invest in a cork

Then plug  your fucking mouth so we don’t have listen your boring drivel

 

You see you are pathetic

Because you are only feel strong, or worth anything

When you are shoving or talking down to others

 

And frankly, I can’t stand another second of it

I will not be your victim today

For I am so much more stronger than you

 

Everything you have said to me

I have heard before

And heard it in a more creative manner

 

So all uniqueness has been lost

And your adrenaline high

Well it is for not, because frankly you are a mindless fuck

 

So, I will not be  your victim today

Do you understand?