Dear First Boyfriend

At 22 I asked myself if you were right for me
If we were ever going to be that kind of couple who sleeps on a bedsheet made of silk
If we were ever going to actually be compatible for each other
I loved you; I did so very deeply
You I thought, were my life but I felt a certain distance not too long after
At 16 I thought it was too soon to say anything
And you were living your life, working hard for your future
Me I thought, would just be a distraction
But I fell in love with you at 14
Soon after the day when I saw you from the living room window
And I invited you in
Never did I thought that you'd be the one I fell so deep for
I had dreams, I had hopes, I had plans
I wanted to travel the world with you
But I wasn't comfortable holding your hand
I wanted to kiss you at the park in the day
But I couldn't share with you my darkest secret
I wanted to be around your family and friends
But I could sense insincerity
The kind of energy that does not allow me to be me
It wasn't your fault and it's too cliché to say I'm the problem
But the universe kept dropping hints
Giving signs that I needed to let you go
And you, at that point really wanted to leave
At 26 I understood what it was
And that, I will keep to myself until the day I see you again
To tell you how I really feel

-PRK-

Bodied

Under the moon
Stars; the witness
Courneous voices
Silver rays, silver caresses
Scrambling to obey
Strength against weakness
Shuddering, grumbling
Hitting falsetto between shivers
Throats going dry
Screaming down to whispers
Grips getting tighter
Torsos lifted to the highest
And it drips, slowly catching breath, slowly retires
Such is the hungering desire
And a grand finale at its finest

-PRK-

Redundant Twerk

As I was going to work
I could feel the breeze twerk
I could feel the shapeless shadows lurk
Then my clutch went cigarette jerk

What was that I asked
I then felt my past walked pass
Felt so real, a dark aghast
A mystical rainbow in contrast

It's alright, I told myself
It's only until twelve
Neither it's a pack nor a commonwealth
It's just a certain emotion, no need to oppress

-PRK-

Converged

Stirred and converged when the echo came through

With a stir that converges half the legion that bunk through

Violations of emotion that toured black and blue

In the midst of all gagas, shins and that truce

Between preaches and the preacher of faith that weakens their soul

When it's theoretically crafted to kindle the cold

But it's getting old with governmental whoremonger and gist

Of murderous thoughts swimming in the mist

You see they make us pass judgment through narcotised conversation

And they make us detest the diabolic population

Like it's a rule of engagement between a racemose sentence

Except it's a fatality of a pacification

Between self and self only; no questions asked

Until the mud is absolved and duly surpassed

-PRK-