pistola

I go between me
a tightrope act on highwire
between sane and not

2008

she's genuflecting
like she's vomiting bad meat
it is the entrails

months

I've spent months of this
no motive, uninspired
lost in my maddness

mosaic

religious icons
infidelity and bull
I smell manure

so over

Delta and prada
Linda knew about Delta
and shoe's that don't fit.

Lago Vista

youv'e broken my heart
and you knew it when you left
so I am done now

plans

two days without you
not so bad, now i think i'll
plan for more of them

slow death

My mausoleum
To others Frank Lloyd Wright house
My mausoleum

Magic trick

Im falling apart
right before your very eyes
you; my slight of heart

me

soft lips; fingertips
the ring in her nose; silver
the simple sister

shhhhh

cherry tomato's
popped between teeth between skin
red lips and maybe

august

dog days of summer
even the ground sweats and drips
refusing relief

influence

she lives in my head
she chastises and rattles
she is my mother

diernal

screaming from within
smiling on the outside; faux
always on the edge

house wife

overwhelmed easy
she reminds herself to breathe
dinner needs cooking

grocery shopping

the cucumbers look
strangely like a penis sale
vegetable market

sunday

new york times tattoo
gray skys and blue skys and you
coffee with soy milk

regrets

that I never said
that I never wanted more
that I never did

shadows and light

rainstorms and lightning
fragmented life fantasy
powder and lip gloss

missing

there is a hole here
a missing part of myself
I was born that way

menopause

Don't sleep anymore
a fire burns inside my skin
my hair is more gray

unemployed

I live in my head
lost sometimes in endless halls
of life from before.

Lunch with Linda

Noodles, peanut sauce
Sweet and simple like something
I would make at home.

chica

one hot tamale
she had jalapeno lips
the burns; 3rd degree

3am

at 3 the rain stops
sleep a possibility
I ponder the thought

religion

I am not less than
I am not more than you are
I am not jesus

Gunther

Horned and bearded beast
he came when she touched him
she gave him away

2 beers

I am not lost here
if I am not here at all
I am not lost here

relationship

crimson lipped smile
stay for a while she whispers
drown your sorrows here.

tues

I am responsive
barely; left on life support
brain dead depression

sad

2 am rain; sounds
like the beating of my heart
and the teardrop drips

Machelle Barmore July 26th 2008

Lost without Junior
She made her way back to him
Find peace in your loss

lost friend

last time i saw you
you paid no attention to
anyone but me.

fix

you are heroin
penis syringe plunges in
feeds my addiction

pain

warm liquid golden
burns going down then numbs me
drunk is better now.

taco belle

jalapeno girl
slides her tongue and her lips in
one tamale girl

candy

I licked tattoo'd tongue
and fingertits, licorice
hours of loving you

Dustin

if I counted right
it's been two weeks since you called
and I told you no.

pasta salad

simple veganaise
simple pickle summer days
macaroni love

sigh

it's friday she says
almost in resignation
like it was monday

liar

is it that my heart
almost retarded by trust
the reason you lie

misunderstanding

Did you think I cared
in your ego centered life
your thinking was wrong

cohabitation

Did I really think
that I would see you more now;
I am still alone

51

I don't know she says
I dont know what I want to
be when I grow up...

tasty

lemon sorbet foam
cherry pie filling bleeds down
my banana lips

Love Poem by Richard Brautigan

It's so nice
to wake up in the morning
all alone
and not have to tell somebody
you love them
when you don't love them
any more.

I know this isnt haiku and it isnt mine but I love this poem...

emotionally unavailable

I live with a ghost
he is the shadow of life
he walks right through me

geisha

satsumi oranges
she whispers into my ear
ahh my mouth waters

vegan

she is vegan love
she is pineapple sweet, I
am not what you think

insomniac

I am blind in this
no light to go into or
will I sleep ever ?

addiction

I should be working
instead of spewing haiku
but I can't help it.

texas

I hate this summer
I want my coffee when I
can see you exhale

wait

not now he whispers
no, dont come til I do
you selfish bastard

anniversary

you lost your intrigue
when i heard you snore and fart
today it's 5 years

15 minutes of fame

she pushed back her hair
she stared into his dead face
she didnt know him

Dark

Black as night; the mood
struck three times, the clock drags on
night into morning

Breakfast

Strawberry lips, red
sweet and dripping off your chin
honey to my finger tips

lies

two, she lies again
to the number of lovers
she's had for herself

marriage

would you marry him
no she answers, i love him
but never again..

packrat

the clutter you keep
as true proof that you were here
will not defend you

west

I am west of you
and the road runs south of me
my compass wont work

travel

lost in Mozambique
in mid sentence he whispers
"lets have sex right here"

lettuce ponder

she was hot salsa
to my soul; she made me ill
salmonella chic

epilog

if the good die young
than you will live forever
and I will be old.

divorce

never a savior
never a saint; you never
even knew my heart

past lives

if you wanted me
why did'nt you just tell me
instead of leaving

hot

way to hot for thought
everything rhymes like a lime
can't wait for winter

rules

don't tickle my feet
naked and twisted between
the sex play and rules

childhood

I hear them giggle
childhood calls over the fence
I remember us

summer

she has summers scent
warm silk skin pineapple sweet
popsicle fingers

exhibit

indigo she says
droplets rolling off her tongue
penis tip paintbrush

the bride

she was perfection
layed out for slaughter in white
knife point of a priest

fifty

it was her birthday
she found horse hair in her cunt
from riding naked

lover

brown feather fingers
whisper across my ass and
pull you into me..

elsewhere

I am lost in you
my compass reads somewhere else
some other country

distraction

I never loved you
"look up from between my legs"
I never loved you

indiscretion

Indiscretion smiles
through painted lips and newly
painted fingertips

summer

Scented in summer
Brown skin; curves and mountain roads
winding through my bed

she

she tasted me on
her fingertips, honey sweet
dripping off her lips

Question

Are you gay, she asks
her long legs and honey lips
makes me wonder....if

Bastard

you napoleon
with your itchy skin, small man
dark hair, rough handed

fantasy

he whispers as he
comes in colors and floods me
with a rainbow wash

thursday

cold melancholy
the color of blue the smell
of rain on the wind

lesbian

send me she whispers
her breath tickles my ear lobe
her fingers move me

sex

you, like a warm wind
blow through me on scented skin
and my back arches

Genocide

you ended me like
the last of the milk drunk down
back wash of your life.

Fat legs

I like my fat legs
one with a lotus tattoo
one with a feather

once

once a day I try
to remember what it's like
to be without you.

bijou

bijou lipstick lips
stiletto soul switchblade tongue
fetish fancy man

nasty

marshmallow nipples
cottoncandy pussy lips
eye candy cuntrol

Michael

it wasnt until
i wore your fingerprints that
my skin smells of you.

5am

Dark road to Bastrop
feels like going back in time
hot coffee and a buzz

Monday kinda blues

Insolent Monday
Ice cream nitemare bucking bronc
blue cotton candy

Sunday

Half lives and sunday
coffee, new york times, my man
news print sex tattoo

Red lotus

red lotus tattoo
it's how you can tell it's me
it's why you want me

Games

ma jong she whispers
ivory erotica
painted tiles, pink lips

namesake haiku

singer on a stage
half lives and cigarettes she
inhales her whiskey