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.

All That Could Have Been

And when it rains
I shall think of you
and I’ll watch how
the colors run
through the streets
like the bulls
through Spain
or the flames
through
the Malibu hills

and when it rains
I shall think of you
and of all that
could have been

– A. Ramirez

If We’re Going To Burn Then Let’s Burn Together

The night falls apart
on the weekends
and so do I

and here’s
a short prayer
hoping that
you’ll stick
around to help
keep it all together

and here’s
a thousand
smiles and
a hundred
more kisses

stolen like
thieves
killing time
in a strange
town

and this
here is
a hymn
a falling star
a time bomb
of bad karma
and broken laws

– A. Ramirez