Unknown Answers
I couldn’t fall asleep last night
I was twisting and turning
And turning and twisting
Getting tangled up in my sheets
And my blanket
I would twist and turn
In a restless motion
Of flipping and adjusting and readjusting
I was thinking about her so much
Wondering if she felt the same way
Did she like me?
Like I liked her?
Was I back in time?
Was I in High School again?
Or are these just the games of love?
That we all play?
Should I pass her a note?
Beneath the desk?
Should I tell her best friend?
That I like her?
Should I smile at her?
That kind of smile that indicates,
“Hey, I like you.”?
These are the games.
These are my questions.
I hate to play games.
And I hate games played.
But what are you supposed to do?
When you’re in love.
And love is in you?
These are the unknown answers.
And the answers I seek.
So give me a sign.
And I’ll give you my heart.
© 2015 David Greg Harth
2015.10.20.11:51:26@200NYC
Unrecognizable
The crimson darkness has fallen upon us
I have vivid memories of you
Courting you with everything I’ve got
With an ammunition of poetry
Lying next to you on the Great Lawn
Beneath the galaxy of shimmering stars
Penetrating your wetness deeply from behind
Your hands pressed up against the cold window pane
The crimson darkness has fallen upon us
We lost our child to a storm of resulting emotions
You moved so far away from me
Coital cephalgia still infiltrates daily
Voices of you scream a haunting echo
In the empty chambers of my heart
I was intoxicated with infatuation
Blinded by your secret allurement
The crimson darkness has fallen upon us
Liquid dripped from your inner thigh months too early
We were bound for complete sadness
Our eyes turned to unyielding stone
Everything failed and came to a complete halt
As we battled for each other's existence
Off the bridge you desired
You walked on and I fell deep
Turned once more
Your lips parted slightly
As if to say one last goodbye
The shadows swallowed you whole
And you were gone
As the crimson darkness has fallen upon me
I have become unrecognizable
© 2014 David Greg Harth
14.01.30.03:12:41@130BklynNYC
Unvisited Locations
This space is often vacant
A hollowness which craves to be occupied
In the left atrium there is a huge area
Your wails can be heard in the empty cave
Echoing the dreams of hope
In the right atrium there is a tremendous zone
So vast, the blue oceans of the world cannot fill it completely
The left ventricle continues as an open field
Readily available for a new inhabitant
The right ventricle, a cloudless sky
Aching to encompass each floating cloud nine
Each connecting aorta and connecting pulmonary
Pumping the great warmth that makes me who I am
That trickles to the tips of my fingers
Of the hands that will hold you on any sunny day
And keep you warm on frigid nights
These are the unvisited locations in my heart
They are reserved for you
Come claim them
© 2012 David Greg Harth
12.06.05.13:07:09@550NYC
Unleash
Reveal the lion inside me
Let me roar an echoing proclamation
I’ll make shadows run for cover
As birds take an early migration
Water will flow upstream
Our ventricles will fill with hydration
The ground beneath us will quake
Swallowing our hearts with a radiant palpitation
End the eternal search
We have found our salvation
Allow these feelings to validate
Secrets turn into affirmation
I stand before you
I stand before everyone on this earth
I stand before every member of every nation
With my deepest declaration,
I proclaim –
Unleash my heart!
© 2011 David Greg Harth
11.11.11.18:40:59@323NYC
Unlock
With a wooden spoon, stir the tea
In a hidden safe, put away the key
Venturing into the unknown
No more days of being alone
Inside your heart I’ve started a fire
You’ll never forget my eyes of sapphire
No sense in blocking the unconventional
These emotions are multidimensional
Delete the borders and erase the distance
Surrender to your own resistance
I’ve escaped the artificial
Everything with you is beyond celestial
We’ll orbit the sun, the moon, and the stars
This warmth heals our internal scars
Our breathless silence shall pass
My affection for you will last
As witness to my eyes
I’ll harmonize your midnight cries
Put away your defense
Hand in hand we shall commence
This love is now for hire
Have I found a repeat buyer?
My heart is yours, I will never sever
Take it and occupy it forever
© 2011 David Greg Harth
11.11.10.24:11:43@130BklynNYC
Uncharted Territory
For over three decades
I have treaded in the ocean
I have surfed each available sea
I have searched multiple continents
And I have scurried lands far and wide
With each nautical map I follow
My sails have always led me towards you
My bow always pointed me towards you
Each direction given
Each wind blown
I was just a lost man on a voyage
Now found
In this uncharted territory
© 2011 David Greg Harth
11.10.31.12:55:59@130BklynNYC
Up
In the darkest midnight hour
Under the cover of blackness
Beneath the full moon’s scattered fingerprints
Drowned out by the rumble of approaching thunder
In the shadows of love’s past
Hidden among the forgotten and lost
Muffled by an echoed plea
Silenced with a concealed drum
Behind the defensive guard
Soldiers regroup and reload
The wall goes up.
Thick ropes are pulled
Iron gates are lowered
Water is emptied from the moat
Replaced with molten lava
Last chariots are escorted across
Bridges are destroyed
Staircases crumble to the ground
Ladders are burned to ashes
Catapults are dismantled
Instruments of flight are demolished
The wall goes up.
Released from the chamber
Now escorted back
Through violent storms
Through raging seas
To the frozen tundra
To the deepest depth below
Far below the obtainable surface
Far beyond the foreseeable future
Stolen and broken it was
Stronger and thicker it has become
The wall goes up.
© 2010 David Greg Harth
10.08.26.14:34:31@550MadisonNYC
Unforeseen Circumstance
You entered so unexpectedly.
Your funny bones, laughing gas.
Your two drink minimum, tri-state tour.
I wasn’t prepared.
To hear your voice, catch your singing.
To see your gaze, taste your tears.
To ask you, nibble your lips.
What’s done is done.
She’s not late, neither are you.
She’s pre-occupied, you have the occupation.
She’s not, you aren’t.
Saving one by one has to get done.
Telling your love, you are in love.
Telling the audience, you are in love.
Telling you, you are in love.
Surprised, startled.
Shocked, stepped upon.
Shattered, scattered.
Strung about, strung along.
Strewn, sunken.
Slipped away, sailed forward.
Circumcised, demoralized,
I’m in love now, history now.
© 2007 David Greg Harth
07.08.15.18:30:29@599BwayNYC
Unlock Me
Knowing how the heart catapults into love,
I am uncertain if it’s you
If it’s you I could love.
I should until the end of time
Until death parts us
But I’ve only just found the key.
Find the looking glass, told.
I’ve climbed the mountain,
I shiver in thought.
He left the door ajar
Soundless she lies on the bed
Bare and innocent, calling.
The crow sits on the sill
As my love is wasted away
In you.
Pick up your belongings
Arise from your still
It is I who is now your shadow.
End your quest
Become the woman you are
For I too, am she.
Drink the blood
Your monthly
Let me suckle down yours.
Know that I love thee.
And it is you
That is my key.
© 2006 David Greg Harth
06.03.02.11:33:44@205HudsonNYC
Under David’s
I am so excited. The Mayor is very kind and wonderful
Three entire floors. Levels. Little nooks. Little crannies.
So, I can curl up and read a book to my daughter.
In a chair. Beneath the iron cast ceilings.
Smell the scent of street sausages and cotton candy.
I am so excited. I’ll have all the access to this knowledge.
The data. The documents. The concepts. The history.
So much to consume. Right here. So many books.
I’ll read. I’ll look. I’ll borrow. I’ll check out.
All within walking distance. Right under David’s place!
© 2005 David Greg Harth
05.05.27.24:09:29@296NYC
I Don’t Want To Make You Cry
I don’t want to make you cry
I don’t want to make you sweat
Shed a tear
Or be afraid
I don’t want to make you hurt
I don’t want you to be in in pain
Crawl up inside
Or runaway
I don’t want to make you cry
I don’t want to make you hide
Become empty
Or scared
I don’t want to make you dive under
I don’t want to make you climb low
Surrender your self
Or remain silent
I don’t want to make you cry
Come home tonight
Let me inside
I’ve opened my heart
It stays ajar, for only so long
I don’t want to make you cry
© 2000 David Greg Harth
00.02.11.18:00:00 @ SOHA NYC
00.02.24.14:49:00 @ 1515 NYC
The Ultimate Crime Of The Century
Amazingly,
somehow, in some way
I got away with it.
I committed the ultimate sin
A most heinous crime
The ultimate crime of the century.
So horrible
So bad
So disgusting
So inhumane
And I got away with it
Mentions of burnt human carcass
dismembered human remains
misplaced joints
and scattered teeth
© 2002 David Greg Harth
02.06.25.17:23:39@296NYC
Romantic Lovie
Oh Romeo
My big buddy
My fat cat
Sweet stinker
You run after fishy
You are a great thumper
Romping around
Running around
Laughing
Goofy
Oh Romeo
You black and white
You big eyed wonder
You silly goose!
Showing a path
A running bolt
A stalker
And birdie chirper
Lovie Dovie in bed
Humping thy breast
Tonight, and night
Tickle Tickle toe tickler
Oh Romeo
What?
Whadya say?
What?
You want to play with fishy??
© 2000 David Greg Harth
00.12.22.01:39:49 @ 296NYC
Cheesecake, Blueberry Pie
Cheesecake
Blueberry Pie
Chocolate Chip Cookies
Brownies
Peanut Butter Heaven
Raspberry Croissant
Banana Bread
Crumb Coffee Cake
Chocolate Covered Pretzels
Mississippi Mud Pie
Apple Strudel
Fudge
Key Lime Pie
Apple Pie
Oreo Cake
Carrot Muffin
Chocolate Glazed Doughnuts
Seven Layer Cake
© 2000 David Greg Harth
00.12.14.23:48:13 @ 296NYC
Tooth Fighter of the Night
Because I’m the Tooth Fighter of the Night,
I won’t let you down.
I’ll rise straight back up
From the dead
From the dirt in which I’m buried under.
I’d burn in hell because I’m the forgiver of greatest sins
I’d make love to you if you were a larva carcass
I’d kill your mother if only she was still alive
Because I’m the Tooth Fighter of the Night,
I’ll purchase products by Sony and Mattel
I’ll purchase products by Fuji and Banana Republic
I’ll strengthen my weakness by feeding on your weak
I’ll strengthen my weakness by eating at your soul
Eating the flesh off your back
Licking your blood up off the floor
Your menstrual blood
Your baby blood
Your fuck blood
Because I’m the Tooth Fighter of the Night,
I’ll sink under and come up again
I’ll keep coming back for more
You can’t beat me down
You can’t erase me
You can’t make me disappear
You can’t dissolve my image
Because I’m the Tooth Fighter of the Night,
I’ll steal your teeth and make pretty necklace charms
Because I’m the Tooth Fighter of the Night,
I’ll leave you stamped bills beneath your fluffy pillow
Because I’m the Tooth Fighter of the Night,
I’ll fuck your daughter’s angel
Because I’m the Tooth Fighter of the Night,
I won’t amend to please or surpass your dream
I won’t soothe or edit text-based imagery
I won’t use nicer words or be romantic
I won’t laugh or cry for your benefit
Because I’m the Tooth Fighter of the Night,
I’ll be a fighter
I’ll search and never die
I’ll always reach higher
I’ll always try again and again
I’ll survive
I’ll listen, look, learn, live and love
Because I’m the Tooth Fighter of the Night.
© 2000 David Greg Harth
00.12.05.01:03:14@296NYC
not mechanical
Bionic Blend
Blurred vision
Cellular devices hooked up
Surrounding my brain
Encompass my thoughts
Bookend around the B Train
RA-Dio waves passing through
Traveling speeds
Fast speed
High on crack
On wave tunes
High tunes
Electronic exchanges
B sides
Brave ballrooms
Hung balls
Nut cracking massages
Super Duper High Tech
Revolution
Lube
Glued
television
multiplication the simplification
B frank B kite B byte
Singapore
Tye
Von
Ren the dollar, rent the book
Streak
Light
Mental note
note of sugar
Sugar cane
note in the bag
B
B the travel
B the plane
jet just blast
Bring on
Become the ring
Role off the tongue
9 8 20 23 20 2 sea you 2 Bnm
© 2000 David Greg Harth
00.11.21.12:47:34 @ 296 NYC
Sad
Sad because you don’t know why
Sad because I made a black painting
Sad because I thought about cutting off my ear
Sad because no one is here to put their arms around me
Sad because my will is incomplete and I don’t have a phone number handy
Sad because the bed that is usually on fire is shadowed by the pretend music
Sad because she knows
Sad because she is so mighty
Sad because she is so beautiful
Sad because she is so right
Sad because she is so tremendous
Sad because she is not here
Sad because she is not mine
Sad because a candle burns alone
Sad because I smell of smoke
Sad because I’ve been sold
Sad because my property went
Sad because
© 2000 David Greg Harth
00.11.12.23:21:33 @ 296 New York City
Hero
You are my hero.
You have inspired me
To live
To create
To love
You are my hero.
You have taught me
To standup
To fightback
To rebel
You are my hero.
You have shown me
The world
The light
The god
You are my hero.
You have imbedded taste in me
For art
For lust
For truth
You are my hero.
You have listened
When I was crying
When I was damaged
When I was not even yours
You are my hero.
You have met my inspiration
You have met my followers
You have met my lovers
You are my hero.
You have enlightened me
To teach peace
To teach trust
To teach kindness
You are my hero.
You have brought gifts to me
Ones I will open daily
Ones I will cherish forever
Ones I will share with my children
You are my hero.
You have cried
You have laughed
You have died
You will always be my hero.
© 2000 David Greg Harth
00.11.12.01:41:36 @ 296 NYC