Things that never fade


Barnacles of guilt cling to my underbelly
Ugly protrusions that only I can see
They form the frame of me
This terrible guilt. This terrible guilt.
I wish. I wish. I wish I were a fish.
What’s the point of wishing ?
Better to go fishing.
I’m no ordinary vessel though
I’m tethered to the shore
Forever wanting more
The salty water is furrowing my bow
The seagulls laughing because I hold no plunder
All thunder.
No electricity here.
I hear whales singing or rather I feel it in my neck
My skull.
Echoes of all the wrongs I ever did
The ones I hid
They re the ones that stick
Gouge them off with a sharp blade ?
You think I haven’t tried?
Water laps at the edges of me. A little acid from a world gone mad for things that never fade.
Eroding my core. Reminding me I’m a wh….
The rope is taking longer to fray
Soon I’ll be a skeleton ship.
Tied at the hip.
Soon I’ll be a frame. Only a frame
With creatures chewing my brain.
Those barnacles though. Well they ‘ll just cling to some other thing. Something good.
Rock not wood.

(c) Slumpless



I’m tossing and turning

Twisted in the memories of you

I just want to be alone so I can savor them

Flavor them with all my nuances.

You licked the core of me

As I read to you.

Your hands stroked me

Over and over like I was made of puppies.

And I think I wagged my tail

Just for your bone.

God I can’t stand not getting you

All the time .

Rapid breaths over and over.

Roll me. Knead me.

I need you.

Feast on moistened flesh

That rises and expands with heat.

I’m in hell until I see you

Again and again and again.



Give It Time

Time (2)




You’re missing a ‘W’ in everything you do

Ork, ant, ill

I can never be your ‘ife’

With just a tinkle in your life.

(c) Slumpless



It’s all been done before.


I’m chronically in love with you.

” Every step you take, every move you make..”

Oh wait it’s all been done before?

Well this love hasn’t.

My love for you is a thumbprint.

My love for you is like the word that rhymes with orange.

No no not that it doesn’t exist!


It’s sporange ( look it up- I  did)

My love for you is like sniffing glue ( I imagine)

It’s hit me in the face like that game. You know … Pie face.

Full throttle to the gob. Exciting. Funny. Runny.

I love you till the cows come home and get milked. Over and over.


I will love you after I sag  and before I rot

I will love you in the next world and all the worlds after.

It’s all been done before?

Yep. again and again and again.

Forever. Foralways. For me.

(To JJ)

(c) Slumpless







Life is Short



Life is short (1)




Did you notice when it finally quit?

Even just a little bit?

You must have felt a chill?

Slightly ill?

Maybe you were lighter around the shoulders

Springier of step?

Relief perhaps?

When my love for you finally lapsed.

I know I felt lighter but no chill for me.

The heat I emitted was finally free.

To light my soul and eyes again

To stop its searching for an uninhabitable den.

Those months of wasted yearning

Those endless nights of fuel-less burning

Are over now. I will disarm

My love for you

Will no longer keep you warm.

(c) Slumpless