A Less Demanding Heart

I think I could learn
to enjoy your love
but only if it were
less demanding
and only if
I were
allowed
to spend
long periods
of the day
alone
and
uninterrupted

– A. Ramirez

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Down

At night I think of these things –
dark alleyways and
crows in summer fields;
a broken taillight
that follows me everywhere I go;
a body of indifference
that bends shadows behind me;
lies and indiscretions that make
criminals of otherwise good souls;
and in the deepest oceans there
are fish that have never seen the sun
and there are tides that chase after the moon
and even Jesus Christ
was betrayed and lied to
so why should I
or you
or anyone else
feel special when the love doesn’t hold
and the strange calm of defeat sets in

– A. Ramirez

Submariner

If I had a fish
for a daughter
I would hope that her fins
were swift and true
and I would remind her,

“Swim to your hearts content
but avoid the fisherman’s hook
and the jaws of those unkindly bites”

– A. Ramirez

It breaks my heart to see so many young women struggling with life. I wonder where their fathers are. Why must men act so selfishly and be so cruel? Be good to our women. Be good to each other.

 

Love, No Love

And now I know
that I am a terrible person

because you have told
me so a hundred times over

and now I know that I never loved you

because you have told
me so hundred times even more

what I am is a liar
who I am is the person
who destroyed your life

I’m disgusting
I’m horrible
I’m selfish
I’m immature
I’m irresponsible

I’m deserving only of a thousand knives to stab at my body
and a thousand steel pins to bleed out my soul, rotten and sick
as it must be – a vile congregation of animal parts
and animal wants

– A. Ramirez

All my love has ever accomplished is to destroy those it touches.

Spider

Dear spider in the house
please find your way outside
and if you could avoid
that thing you do with your teeth
or crawling over my sleeping face
that also would be appreciated;

things are getting better you see
so please don’t make a killer out of me
I’ve murdered enough good things in my life

I’m looking forward to returning to goodness
and your six legs and spidery webs
keep catching me up and
bringing the worst out of me

– A. Ramirez

I love writing poems that have nothing to do with love or heartbreak. Poems that deal with everyday things. Take the mundane and make them poetic.

Cancer

Look at me!
I’m a little crab
with a hard shell
and a moody center;
now watch as my little
crab-like feet
carrying me down the beach;
I’m running away;
I’m escaping
I’m getting away
from all my fears
and responsibilities

look at me!
I’m an emotional little crab
washed up on shore
playing in the sand
so happy in my crab-like soul

now watch as I run away from
the world and away from you
and away from all the pain
of being human

– A. Ramirez

The astrology of my soul hates everyone.