Sustenance for Death

to R.A.M

feelings devoured by you
less than a woman
slop me down like pigs do
tear me open
expose my faults
highlight my problems
mock my mistakes
give me another negative name
say you love me
but hide me in shame
love me just enough
to keep me coming back
love loss
blood lost
wounded
weak
slit my throat with your tongue
no confidence to speak
slice me
dice me
like a fruit
you need to survive
give me just the little
it takes to keep me alive

copyright Tia L. Clarke 2007

Death Of Our Love

You kept
your ex girlfriend’s
dead rose
and my breathing poem
you put in the trash
and though my reply
to your actions
may be rash
you made me itch
at the thought of this shit

I sratch my skin

it flakes off

like the petals of

rose did

and
as little as it may seem
it meant a hell of a lot
to me
I feel like
your holding on

to her
I could be wrong
but I doubt it
your past
is too much in our present
and when you
presented that rose to me
I wilted
it wasn’t the only beauty
that was dead

© copyright Tia L. Clarke 2007

You Take My Breath

My heart flutters,
My knees get weak,
As he passes, I can not speak.
And I dare not,
My thoughts are too jumbled,
And he takes my breath away.

Who cares about breathing?
I'd hold my breath forever if it meant he'll never leave.
I turn blue,
Heaving,
He makes me live,
So for him I'd stop breathing.

I haven't fallen in love.
I built my life around it.
Surrounded,
I thank heavens, I found it.
Bounded,
Tied and gagged.

PLEASE,
Do not release me!
You complete me in my eyes.
Where ever you are,
My heart shall lie.
I'd stop breathing, for you my love,
For you my love, I would die.