Soiled Sheets

I like my sheets
When they are soiled
In another’s love
Unwittingly you lay in them
And lie in them
Thinking I did not know
She was there in my absence
You embrace me
Encase me in your body
The flesh tantrum
Further soiling my sheets
We lay entwined
Post coital divine
Forgetting that there was
Someone here before you
Making me think:
I must wash these sheets.

© 2008 Miss Blue

Apt. #5

To my lover
I did not love
Whom I fucked
But did not screw
To which I have deceived
In the bedroom
As my delicacies of desire
Only found one use
To destroy the heart of another
It was not you

© 2008 Miss Blue

Just In Time

No love lost
Like the pain of your lust
Take all the others but me
Icy words on blood soaked wrists
You say you can’t bring me to your world
Don’t wanna take me down
Baby you have
But you don’t see
And claim you must let me be
Destroyed your own being
Tangled in me is not what you need
Words continue to slice into my flesh
Deeper and harder
Annihilate the vanity of my vein
With every breath you take
You disgust me
Like the sickened fetus
Abandoned
You just can’t stay
Don’t want me involved anymore in your hell don’t want to hurt me
My blue lips speak a different version
You were just in time
Saved me
Taped my life back together
And now you want to cut it apart
Hurt is something you cannot do
Claim your existence will only be my ruination
And I’m down on the floor
Because it’s you I adore
I lay in the puddle of my love
You speak of a broken heart
But not mine
Yours
And you’re the only one responsible for the blame

© 2005 Miss Blue

In Your Defense

In your defense
You are a man of your word
The promises you made you have kept
The apologies you have said
You have meant
In your defense
You could not be everything you wanted to be
See everything you wanted to see
Learn everything you wanted to learn
In your defense
You didn’t know where life would take you
From one woman’s arms to another
Your mark left on each
Treating some better than others
In your defense
You did not know what to do
When all was lost
And turned to coldness
In your defense
You lost your heart
The acceptance to go on
The ability to receive
In your defense
You learned forgiveness
Found your way
Lost in confusion
In your defense
You will never know
That I will always be by your side
In your defense

© 2008 Miss Blue

Maybe Baby?

I peed on this little plastic stick
Because you didn’t want to wrap up your dick
If it ends up pink
It’s because we didn’t think
That my face would be the best place
For you to deposit your race

© 2007 Miss Blue

Untitled

the hand on the thigh
the finger on the lip
tug of the hair
in the beast’s filthy lair
just breathe

© 2007 Miss Blue

Inspiration

I have words in me
That need to escape
They crawl under my skin

I want to tear at it
Make them come out
Make it work

I want you to read
What’s in me
I want you to see the pieces
That you’ve left

The talent produced
By pain
And never pleasure

Could I write by the countryside?
A soothing
Love poem
Where all is well
Or
Could I write about the beauty of spring
And the smell of a lover
Who isn’t cheating
and a season that isn’t dying

I couldn’t
I wouldn’t
Write about things
I have no knowledge of
So I write in the darkness
Of myself

© 2007 Miss Blue

Voodoo Queen

She danced in the moonlight
With the belief her doll could not walk
Her doll could not talk
Her doll could not think
And he was hers to keep

So she left it behind to weep
Had she not known her doll
Had grown a soul?
Oh voodoo queen
What did you think?

That you could push and pull
Manipulate pain and desire
Speak promises of love
And he would not listen?
And when you packed your things
For another walk
Do you think he did not hear you talk?

“Left behind is where you will stay
I swear to you I will come back another day
You are mine and I am yours
Forever and a day I will make sure.”

But she never returned for her doll
Until her doll learned to walk
Learned to talk
Learned to think
And decided to speak
With desire for his voodoo queen
He found her once more
Further than his legs could take him

So he found another
A pavement commoner
Fragile and broken
He found her

This commoner was no mystic
She could not foresee
All that this soulful doll could bring
But she knew he was special
So she sewed his tattered heart
And held him close

Oh voodoo queen
Your doll has found another
But your spirit he still seeks
After the words you spoke
He knows nothing but your
Tangling grasp

He calls for you
Have you heard he has found another?
Have you heard she is not like you?
She’s just a commoner
Trying to take what is yours
Claim what you left behind

Call for him
Continue
Call
He will answer
He’s under your spell
For you he will dwell

Forever and a day you remind him
He was your doll
You did not know he would
Learn to talk
Learn to speak
Learn to think
Learn to walk
Walk right to another
A commoner at that
So you pulled him back

With the words you swore
And he believed
And the commoner who cared for him was released
Back to the pavement where he found her
His voodoo queen has returned
With the understanding
That she left and she will leave again
Once she is certain he has washed
The commoner from himself

For that is her doll
Wherever she leaves him
To dance in the moonlight
He is to stay
Filled with pain and desire
For his voodoo queen

© 2007 Miss Blue