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maillig

Just Me

Things I like: - Reading - gay fiction, science fiction, boring tech stuff :) - XBox 360 - BioShock! Mass Effect! Halo 3! - Cooking - when I don't have to :) - Wine making - My bf (please note that i have one), who I share my life with - Kind people interested in other kind people


hazel
huddled close and crouched on the ground
fearing what quietly approaches
rising slowly to test the scorched earth
callused feet over coal-fired terrain

hazel eyes a minute finding another's to rest
the ground cools a little while
a smile dancing in place nervously then
tripping
tender pale fingers flinch and recoil

the fumes still rise from the ground
hard to see but still through the soot
one appears far off, entrancing, no cares
captivating, running, looking back

sudden burning hands clench chest-ward
holding there to run through cloudy fumes
sprinting, lifting heavy feet off the ground
watching wide eyed as he lifts off, looks down

skyward, incandescent reflections on your face
a last effort, springing up to meet him
feet heavy, heart burning, but the spirit floats away
and you fall on your knees, hurt, angry, defeated
-Jon


Vegas
Waiting in the ticket line
See all the boys walk by
Thinkin about the light show
Wonder why I know you're kind

See you turn your light on
Know that there's something wrong
See you through the doorway
Looking back and all through me
All through me

Take the ticket from your hand
Hoping for a brush of skin
Listen to you gently
But it's all text and see

Looking at the cell phone
Knowing I should just go home
But then i wait for you online
Till you start to run and hide

I guess i've got a chance now
Can't believe you made me cry
Got the ticket in my hand
Run my thumb across the edge
Across your thin scarred wrists

Think about you all the time
But, it's only words and time
Even those three fade out
Vegas lights bright to gray

Turn the ticket over
Run my nail across the stripe
Shiney bands twist back
Curling 'round back towards me

Guess I've lost the lottery
You're crazy about this other guy
But it's really how it has to be
And you know i know you're kind
I know your kind

Painted heights soar around
Know i should be happy found
And I've been found

-Jon

 
         
           
Last seen: 9/4/2008  






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