James_K._Blaylock

My Shoulder

with a

kind flicker,

I’d wipe

away, that

free flowing

salty liquid…

and instead

offer this,

my warmest

shoulder

3-09-08

The Sweetest Nectar

tasting the sweetest nectar,

of a coming tomorrow…

is so much more better

than focusing only upon

today’s souring bitterness

3-09-08

Adorned

let those

old clothes fall,

and after hitting the dirt;

we should then only by adorned

in something so much

more fetching to the eyes

3-09-08

Touch Too Much

touching is just;

but somtimes it leads

to far too much…

then we must marry

with shotgun barrels handy

3-09-08

Childhood Fantasies

upon this summer concrete,

we’d kneel and doodle…

creating our childhood

fantasies all over warm walkways

3-09-08

The Red Room (Sheer Terror)

with a simple shot,

all rang sheer terror;

and no one knew

just what to believe… nor do,

but still, the sick red

painted all of the rooms’

many corners;

and nothing would change

this choice or mistake made

1-12-08

Kindred Song (Singing Out)

how might I grow

beyond this sad shell;

I hope to someday

gain something better,

by way of singing out

my timid heart…

then seeing features smile

towards the sound

of a pleasing vocal;

as it flows through

the night-life-gathered…

so hungry they are

for a kindred song

1-12-08

Cool Drowning

drinking deeply of

the cool drowning;

and so what if

it hurts, sometimes…

because in the end

you’d done it all for

that forever swimming

1-12-08

Walking Through Walls

left behind,

to now dwell

in this sad

and lonely state…

who was it that

took your youth

and life away;

giving you nothing,

but years of loss

to look forward to…

everyone’s grown

and gone; but those

who remain

fear your very being

12-13-07

Tasting The Moments

taste this moment;

licking the lips,

and sinking deep

into total blissfulness…

because now

is truly all we’ve got;

and tomorrow,

all will in turn begin to rot;

so what in the end

will we have ever kissed

1-18-08