Mean Time Words

Let’s make the most of this moment

Let’s sober this sobering brokenness for both of us

We’re empty at least perhaps on that we can agree

Or maybe not…maybe sadness counts for a lot

But it can’t account for the loss of the needs we seek to be resought

Found again within some available hands

A need to feel the break of flesh against our teeth

Fresh ache blooms in place of pain and stays long enough

For me to memorize the way your name tastes amid this shame

Of always finding me wanting things that I can’t have

And we’re back to that, but that was then and this is not that bad

Just two on long dark roads looking for signs of life, the likes

Which I suppose are those that might fit me firm and make this pallor glow

Passing slow past the usual permissions given in this sort of situation

Stationed at the corner of the room, looking at you, knowing the truth

Minds might as well be read as I note that those cheeks turn red

When you catch my eyes, cause I am thinking things that lead to beds

Leveled at that frantic manic ardor of our heat as we make each other beg

For just a little while longer, linger, fingers spread and palms trigger

The loss of sanity, no sandy beach dreams we feed on seams and edges

Corners and wet warm spaces, lips, hands, mouths pressed places

Stress patience, as I plead please please be hasty, just take me

Just break me, and lick up all the pieces of me leaving, or going or coming

Its something, I can’t quite wrap my head around, right now

The drug of you has taken root, and it’s funny how we used

To be friends for awhile while life was something else and I was craving you

And now we meet, handshakes or hugs or spoons stirring coffee

While we have stirrings of us, quite often, looking over cups

Cause you’re sweet and I’m sweet but really we wanna fuck

You wanna press all that anger deep inside these cuts

Lose yourself in the dreams that you never admitted you loved

You wanna be polite, but really you wanna touch

You wanna know if I really taste the way I look, cinnamon and sleeping drugs

With hints of honey, something lovely, maybe a little coconut

And I promise to close my eyes when you just for a second

Need to lessen the thrust and bite back the tears that spent years building up

Cause really all this is, is a moment and you really need love

But in the interim and interest of mutual inklings lets just enjoy us