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Missing Our Omelet Mornings

Posted by PeteK on April 12, 2016 at 12:35 AM Comments comments (0)

I have a jones so sharp

that only you can stop this appetite that deceives me


Who am I now apart from you. What have I done?

I throw my fool Self before you but I do it

like an August hurricane.


I'll take you on, I'll take us both to the Greek island Anthemoessa

because I'm the Siren and Circe. And I'll laugh and riff about how I

ran you aground. And you'll call me a goof


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A Bad Apology

Posted by PeteK on April 12, 2016 at 12:30 AM Comments comments (0)

I've never felt the way I do when it comes to you

My love is so towering that the Burj Kalifa calls it father in the wind

I didn't know someone could come into your life and do my heart like you did

Done my life

Done my spirit

Done my mind

Done my soul

Done my body

When I saw that girl it was no different than shopping vibrators for you

Than a Free killer walking onto his own crime scene

Than a sacrifice to a goddess

May my...

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Posted by PeteK on April 12, 2016 at 12:25 AM Comments comments (0)

I feel emptiness

I sense you here with me

as soft as a kiss and a collapse into

the truth that only the dead can know;


and I’m not afraid,

not like a punk, but

I’m not afraid even all the way up to my own secrets.


Emptiness makes everything possible.

The fullness of our confluence

The perfectness of the transcendent


Your skin is my home because ...

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Low Clouds & Squalls

Posted by PeteK on April 12, 2016 at 12:20 AM Comments comments (0)

You don’t need me to speak for you.

The agitation and the emotional toll is paid at the alms box.


We are awash in the wrong baptism.

And I am no easy target. I am no weakling.


The traditional forty days would have been sufficient. Twenty

years in the desert—just overplayed. But I stayed


as long as it took. Emptiness makes everything possible. I filled

up on someth...

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Moments Are Idyllic

Posted by PeteK on April 12, 2016 at 12:20 AM Comments comments (0)



it was a silly rumpled straw hat for summer

with a ribbon and a bow

worn by a still young woman in the breeze

on her way to Union Square Park

Taking the F Train in a snug linen blouse and dungarees

somewhere between cocktails at the Brevoort

on lower 5th Avenue and too much coffee anywhere

because moments are idyllic

Life is speed and affected exits

singing and self-talking like a transformation

I Drank My Pain

Posted by Bsklgn on March 14, 2016 at 11:55 PM Comments comments (0)

My boss said she had to cut hours today

i wont be able to pay my bills

So I drank my pain away


I burned my thumb today

hot oil destroyed my skin

So I drank my pain away


I lashed out at my fiance today

anger took hold and we both got afraid

So I drank my pain away


Mom said I turned into my father today

my greatest nightmare is here to stay

And so i drank ...

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To the girl performing at the coffee shop

Posted by Bsklgn on February 25, 2016 at 7:00 PM Comments comments (0)

It was not your face or your lips

Nor your eyes or your hair

That made me fall in love

But the nimble way you plucked the strings

And the sweet melodies of your voice

The likes of which I never heard before

The beautiful tunes that came forth from you

Washed over me, making me whole

I found myself in love in that very instant

Tonight I grab my bass

And practice like never before

So that when the time doe...

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The Warlock

Posted by Bsklgn on January 26, 2016 at 10:45 PM Comments comments (0)

Caught my bass smokin crack

My amp high on acid

Plug myself in to the power grid

I become the Warlock

Master of the Magicks: Music, Drugs, and Sex

Satan bows before my powers

The cowardly angel, king of Hell

He has nothing on me

Me, full of sin and impurities 

But pure and perfect in everyway

Rising down, falling up

Hate and love together

Me and you forever and yet never

It blows my mind I'm not surprised

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Posted by Bsklgn on August 17, 2015 at 1:50 AM Comments comments (0)

The ghost of you haunts forever

I see your spirit in the mirror,

In my flesh and in my bones.

The demons you created

Hide behind these lying eyes. 

You stalk me like a wraith,

Incorporeal, lurking in my shadow.

A phantom in my veins.

A spectre in my heart.

I will never be alone.

You are always with me.


A New Beginning

Posted by Bsklgn on August 17, 2015 at 1:10 AM Comments comments (0)

Loneliness, depression, Fear and hate

A new world begins, one that I create 

The venom mouths that attacked my heart

Will scream in pain as I rip them apart

They kept me weak, but now I am strong

I will defeat them all and right this wrong