I will not shed 
my skin just to please you
standing there, dressed to the nines
Smiling and twirling your hair
Begging me to imagine what’s underneath
You must take me as I am
Not as who you want me to be
©2016 June
I will not shed 
my skin just to please you
standing there, dressed to the nines
Smiling and twirling your hair
Begging me to imagine what’s underneath
You must take me as I am
Not as who you want me to be
©2016 June

The stars still shine at night
and the sun still rises
Despite anyones plight
It’s like time doesn’t care
To respect you and I
It just goes on
And when you’re doing alright
It goes in the blink of an eye
Those smiles forgotten
Before you break down and cry
And in the turmoil
Time teases you
Lingering to torment
Never staying still
But never quite on the move
And you’d figure this would give you
Chance to react
Get yourself back on track
But despite our perceptions
It all comes tumbling down
In the blink of an eye
While also somehow remaining
Like the longest of times
© 2016 June

Standing from a crouch
As the wind tries to pull me down
My heart beating with fury
Ready for a shakedown
Seeking and fighting for glory
Trying to be the man I ought to be
© 2016 June

The music continues
Like it’s all not happening
It’s surreal
Noticing time doesn’t stop
When tragedy strikes the clock
It keeps ticking
Time not registering
Your departure
And the music continues
I sit back in my chair
Drinking up the empty air
Dust in my lungs
Grief stricken
and it’s so surreal
How time doesn’t care
How it doesn’t just stop there
Spits you out and strips you bare
And the music continues
© 2016 June

I want to be the silence
That accelerates the breaks
A thunder storm of shock
Rolling across your face
To communicate the ferocity of this pain
I could never abbreviate this self hate
Encapsulate it for you to contemplate
I want to be the knife
That cuts through the silence
Before you call in the sirens
Remember I tried to be an island
Battling these tyrants
Running amok in my head
The asylum
I tried to be defiant
But I never could imagine
Sisyphus smiling.
© May 2016

A foghorn in the night
A mist descended
Forlorn misfortunes intended
Belief in love suspended in a noose
And the lighthouse bathes the shore in light
But you can’t see it For your plight
©May 2016 (I think)
I met god in a movie theatre
He kept shushing me
I walk along these new York streets
And the whoosh of cars keep hushing me
I met with mike from the Bronx
I said “Hello” and he cut me off
I went to the botanical garden
And all the flowers choked me
Allergens be damned in New York
I went to Staten Island
The coastline stifled me
I boarded the Staten Island ferry
The waters lulled me to sleep
I boarded a boat to Manhattan
The skyline overawed me
The ways of this world
Daunting me.
© 2016

Gonna get me a porkpie hat
Sit in new York and listen to jazz
Kick my feet back, relax
Just what the doctor ordered
When I get out of Alcatraz
He said
Get them new shoes
And wear ‘em in
Don’t listen to that gype
when they can’t handle your stripes
And remember young man
When they generalise
It may be true
But that’s your chance
To be an individual you!
So get on those damn new shoes
© 2016 May
I want to go excavating For dinosaur bones Got my checkered shirt Camera too Though I might need to get some Better outdoor shoes They call me the fossil lumberjack Always was the nerd With dinosaur biscuits in his backpack Playing dinosaur trumps Till we lost or won Or maybe that was Just yesterday Don’t mistake me For a hipster Though I’m Still a kid at heart The cigarettes between my fingers The only sign of adulthood © 2016 April
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Traces of your perfume Linger caressing the air Like your fingers Subtle approach Coy under veils Lest we be caught I sink into your aroma The ghost of your Voluptuous breasts Dancing, quivering Embraced between your thighs Enthralled by the movement Of hips Biting landmarks On each other skin I think I’ll just sit And let those memories Sink in ©2016 April
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