Pac Man

I am not your

top score

but I am a maze

with some difficulty. 

I have power

pellets that will make

you feel like 

the control is yours. 

You play me

skillfully

while moving your

fingers, touching 

just the right buttons

then sliding through

tunnels to avoid

the side where 

everything seems 

to chase you. 

You will lose a life

in this labyrinth 

but I know 

you will keep going

until eventually you win

with a shout of

"fucking bitch"

in celebration. 

Boston Winter

You are a snow bank. 

I am a Pacific NW

girl that doesn't own 

snow boots. 

I heard that every

snowflake 

is beautifully different 

but when you are piled

together and I am more

than knee deep

I just want you to melt

so I can put on rain boots

and jump into a

familiar puddle. 

Don't Cry

I feel hell

in my face -

burning in my nose

sparks in my throat

preasure in my head

from all this smoke. 

I could put out 

this fire by 

releasing my eyes

but I am bound 

to feel nothing

when this flame dies. 

I have mixed drinks about feelings

I'll sit at this bar 

and take shots

of thoughts

about everything. 

I'll mix spirits. 

Get white girl

wasted. 

Fuck that classy

wine sipping

and reasonable thinking. 

I am stood up 

by so many. 

What else can I do

but think

think think. 

Dirt

I want to be a leaf

with complex coloring

as it is on the verge

of falling. 

Even then, it momentarily

retains beauty

while I am instead 

the dirt on the bottom

of a man's boot; he

always wipes those shoes

before entering any place. 

His mother still tells

him that good boys

don't play in the mud.