Hi Tide

It wasn’t just the salt on my skin

The golden shimmer on the rippling shore

It wasn’t my immersion into cool sloshing waves

Nor the sweet grip of the tide on my back.

I lay, bobbing on the ever changing surface

And felt the swell take over me.

It wasn’t just the swimming

It was the giving of myself to a power greater than my limbs could fathom

The surrender to a pull that knows no end

Ruled by moon perhaps but I prefer the tilting theory

A basin tipped by a whirling sphere

A sphere tipped by an unknow hand.

So I dove under.

Forgot the orange peel that had beached me for years

The uneven tone of a too many wobbling folds.

I swam. I swam. I swam.

I was mermaid for a day until the dusky touch of a falling sun

Beckoned me back to shore.

(C)Slumpless

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Tummy Truths

Listen to your guts

Those wrenching, clenching, squelching knots they make.

They’re telling you something,

You may not want to hear.

I doubted their bubbling ways.

Told myself that all was well

That memories are just playing with bile

But all the while

They knew your untruths.

You lied to my face and it believed you

But my entrails are less naive.

So next time I hear that rumble

I won’t mistake it for thunder

But I will know a storm is coming.

(C)Slumpless

Players

Thanks you guys

You have taught me well

This messing me around shit

Has given me Hell.

Will he reply ? Will he text?

What’s happening now ?

What happens next?

Thanks y’all for making me feel crazy

The last few years are somewhat hazy

Constant confusion , up and down moods

Wondering how anyone could be so rude?

But still I thank you

Because now you see

I too can be a player

Not just a playee.

This karma thing it really works

So lashings of gratitude to all you jerks.

(C) Slumpless

Time dies

All I want to do is sleep

Because being without you is being stuck to the hands of a clock

Tick tock.

I feel every second jolt my core

Time isn’t like before.

It used to fly. Remember?

Just yesterday I floated on weightless sand

Upside down in an hourglass

Then right back up again.

Now it’s just circles.

And they never fucking end.

(C)Slumpless

Will we always slither?

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Will we always slither around

Sliding over barren ground?

Will you always tease my skin

Then turn away afraid to sin?

Will I always long for this

Less than a caress more than a hiss?

Will the sun that heats my blood

Heat yours too and make it good?

Will the skin we shed and shake

Make us more human and much less snake.

Will we ever be rid of this terrible curse

Of being unable, to be an ‘Us’.

What hope have we? No matter how hard we try

Our devious ways will make her cry.

(c) Slumpless

Moral Low Ground

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And I’m mostly good ..mostly kind

But with you and because of you

I have dabbled in bold

Submerged my clean slate in mud

Oh but for those moments of bliss and shakes

Will I spend eternity with the snakes?

And if  I believe in God will She forgive me?

Why should She though?

I knew it was wrong.

But She gave me these earthly wants

I mean She pushed us together didn’t She?

And who did we really harm?

Is that the point?

Better the devil you know

But she doesn’t know.

She doesn’t know.

I do.

(c) Slumpless

Slut ( Inspired by ‘Malèna’)

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She’s a slut you know

She makes them cum she lets them go.

She wears her tank tops way too tight

She wears short skirts.

 It’s just not right.

She leads them on

They can’t help but fall

Into her wicked snare

Enthralled.

You can’t blame them.

She’s a manipulative whore

A line of suitors out the door.

Her soft skin, drives them insane

A pity she doesn’t have a brain.

She should cover up. Hide her skin

Then maybe our men wouldn’t sin.

Let’s blame her. Let’s call her a easy

Because it could never be that our men are sleazy.

She’s so beautiful and so pretty

It just makes us feel extra shitty

We’d rather judge her wanton ways

How else would we spend our boring days?

(c) Slumpless