Monday, June 25, 2012

The Shower

Asa set up a camera,
to watch Luna in the shower.
He didn’t have to hide it,
she probably would’ve agreed,
but Asa didn’t like an easy piece,
he didn’t want her to know.
Early morning, late night for him,
the camera started to record.
He poured a drink and enjoyed the view,
proud of his little crime,
until Luna blew the camera a kiss,
before turning out the light.

Friday, June 15, 2012

A Walk In The Park

Luna went on a walk.
She pretended not to notice,
Asa following behind.

He didn’t try to stop her,
he was there to mess with her mind.

The wooded park was cooling down,
night was falling fast.

He let her walk a little deeper.
Suddenly, she ran.

Asa kept up with her,
he barely made a sound.

He let her run to wear her out,
then pushed her to the ground.

Luna looked at the rip in her dress,
Asa lit a smoke.

She thought about standing up again,
but Asa shook his head, no.

Asa asked her a question,
she didn’t know what to say.

He grabbed her chin and asked again,
“Why the fuck did you run away?”

Luna sat very quietly,
and played with the rip in her dress.

She did it to be alone with him,
but didn’t want to confess.

Asa got sick of the silence,
and took her dress by the skirt.

He ripped it even more,
then threw it back in the dirt.

Luna said she was sorry.
He helped her to her feet.

He tore her dress from the neckline down,
very easily.

Luna tried to cover up,
Asa told her to stop.

He kissed her nice the first time,
but after that he was rough.

Asa felt her up,
Luna hid her smile.

Luna heard her name being called,
God damn, if it wasn’t Michael.

His voice grew loud,
the park disappeared.

Luna was dreaming,
passed out in her chair.

She tried to open her eyes,
They opened one at a time.

Both the boys were staring at her,
Michael had taken her wine.

He left to bring her some water,
unaware of her tawdry sin

but Asa could tell by the hole in her dress,
Luna had been thinking of him.

Saturday, June 9, 2012

Don't Touch My Stuff

Luna ran downstairs to meet Michael, but then she ran back up. She forgot to grab the necklace he gave her. He expected to see it on.

The door to her room was open but that wasn’t how she left it, so Luna peeked inside. A stranger was there, he didn‘t see her and decided to take her necklace.

Luna carried a knife, it used to belong to Asa. She held it and walked towards him. He turned around and she stabbed him, then let him keep the knife.

Luna went downstairs, and sauntered up to Michael. She asked him for his help.

“There’s a man upstairs, who took my necklace. Will you please go get it back? He’s still alive, and I don’t want to touch him. He’s bleeding on the floor.”

Michael looked at her, Luna looked away. He left and came back with her necklace. She put it on and they went to dinner. When they got back, she was moved in with him.

Saturday, June 2, 2012


My L. is lost
inside her mind,
her vision isn’t clear.

She’s drunk again
and yelling loud,
to the figure in the mirror.

My L. is tired
and fading fast,
the mirror has won again.

She staggers over
next to me,
I catch her just in time.

My L. is trouble
I should have left her,
alone, a long time ago.

But L. is mine
and no one else,
gets to take her home.