Eventually, friction invites a flicker
A flicker of light and warmth
Warmth to suffocate the interminable cold, dry evenings
Evenings that are otherwise desolate of life
Life is reborn from the lonesome spark
Sparks burst into bright, hot flames
Flames crackle as they dance together
Together they crawl upward to kiss the luminescent moon
© 2018 Vic Romero
[A double feature
That defines the human race
With science fiction]
They were just married
Sought help at Frankenstein’s Place
During the downpour
What they were in for
They did not quite understand
‘Til the Time Warp dance
From Translyvania
Was a transvestite convention
And new inventions
Frank N. Furter
Brought Rocky to life, to love
Someone for himself
Then things got crazy
Seduction caused destruction
Concluded with dance
Some odd people died
But the newlyweds survived
They went home that night…
[Humans are insects,
Crawling on the planet’s face
Without true meaning]
© 2013-2018 Vic Romero
HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!
She pursued me with
An intensity I had never experienced before.
It was electrifying, yet terrifying
I was afraid to get too close
Afraid to touch
I didn’t want to be shocked
By the electricity that coursed between us
Gosh, this type of love is dangerous
It’s passionate yet soft
Curious yet hesitant…
I wasn’t ready for this
Was I?
I wasn’t expecting this
Why not?
I didn’t have all the answers
I just didn’t want her to stop
Wanting me
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aggressive/passionate kisses
from thin/full, confident lips,
while curious hands find the hem
of my pleather/tennis skirt
warm but forceful hands
directing/coaxing my body,
my hands,
my head.
pushing/guiding me onto the bed
rolling in bed
with sheets that aren’t mine/
sheets that aren’t even his
a body that doesn’t move
at the same rhythm as mine.
a body that doesn’t even tune into
my frequency.
sleeping on the edge of the bed,
his body turned away/
his body clinging onto mine,
his erection pressing into me
leaving before dawn
and walking home alone, unseen/
waking up in the afternoon
in his embrace/beside him
waking up in an unfamiliar room/
in a room i’ve become too familiar with
feeling loved/
feeling empty.
©️ 2018 Vic Romero
water acts like glue
to the wet leaves
stuck to the ground
stuck to the windshields
after they’ve fallen from the trees
amber, ruby, and gold
all will rust to brown
overtime
with the harmony of the whistling wind
rustling the naked branches
shaking with the chill
the rain pours on
rolling downhill
absorbed by the thirsty browning grass
quenching
droplets of the icy knives
splash
onto the sidewalk
shading everything a darker color
and washing away
the summer
preparing for winter
© 2014-2018 Vic Romero
slowly,
slowly
you fall in slow-motion:
eyes wide
as you realize you are falling
and as your hand is ripped
out of mine
ruby lips agape
i’m entranced by the shock
that is spread across your face
the shock that you feign
because, c’mon-
we both saw this coming
but unlike you,
i opted to cross
the street and let you go
your head smacks the ground
splitting open like a juicy watermelon
the fresh flesh gushing out of the cracks
forming rivulets that crawl over the pavement
like red highlights in your hair
© 2017 Vic Romero
i try to listen to my heart,
but the clamor
the CLAMOR
the ClAMOR
of a million tiny hammers
rings in my ears
as they bang against my skull
causing my eyes to water
and drown out my heartbeat
beat
beat
you can’t do it, you can’t do anything
you won’t get what you want
i close my eyes and beg the tiny hammers to stop
take an inhale,
slow exhale.
another inhale…
the hammers pause.
slow exhale.
and then i can hear it
i can hear my heart
© 2018 Vic Romero
the nights seem to stretch beyond
the dawning of the sun
with my thick curtains
pulled shut
i slumber-
undisturbed
by anything outside
the confines of my unconscious mind
© 2018 Vic Romero
All rights reserved.
I miss her body
Tightly entangled in mine
When we rest in bed
©️ 2018 Vic Romero
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
It’s easy to miss what lies ahead
If you’re always looking behind you instead
Yeah, you may be walking forward but by looking backward you’ll never know
All of the potential you have and how you can grow
It’s important to take risks once in a while
Even if you fail miserably, taking those risks are still worthwhile
Because you’re getting closer to your destination
And by standing back up, you’re building a strong reputation
Besides, not looking where you’re going is unsafe
You may trip and fall into your own grave
© 2014, 2018 Vic Romero
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Happy graduation day!
