Sex Fiend Drama Queen 10-26-06

Just a sex fiend Drama Queen
wearing fishnets
and tacky platform heels
making use of the only asset
she deems worthy
a prostitute to love
an emotions whore
is it just attention she desires
that drives her
t be a street tramp to the climax
or is it just a reaction
to the man she adores.

~ Mindy

Puddle

Your naked
and sedated
lying on that alter
sprawled across his bed
Your heart is reeling
from what your feeling
your thighs still revealing
still soaked
still wet with the essence
in which you've been dealing
and beware of building
imaginary castles in your head
they're not part of the plan
because sex isn't love baby
and love isn't sex
so don't place that bet
on a drop of shared sweat
because the bed, in reality
is just a place to sleep
so don't sell your soul
to that puddle on the sheets.

~ Mindy

written 7/21/06

Fate,
You spun your wicked web
across my soul
Gripped my life
tight , between sly fingers
un-caged my captured spirit
and tugged on the threads of my destiny
And like a good puppet
I danced,
in the intoxicating feel of your drug.

~ Mindy

written 7/13/06

A pair
of perfectly placed spectacles
provoking my mind
to the preoccupation
of you
and the pleasant perfection
of your personal paraphernalia
perched beside
my paraffin stained
scribbles
of poetry night.

~ Mindy

Definitions to Know:

Poetic Regurgitation- a purge of thy system in such a way that mimics that of personal creativity but lacks in tact and style what it makes up for in true Artfulness.

nowhere

no matter where you go
you're a thousand miles from nowhere
thousand miles past where you've been
thousand miles towards somewhere
even if it's written in the stars
for you to make it anywhere
thousand miles in any di-rection
would land you on that square
over there
still standing in place
thousand miles from no where
and no more close
to your destination
than a thousand miles ago.

~ Mindy