Loneliness

It is me

And you

Together

Alone

I am alone

But never lonely

Share a will

Comprehend a thought

Make a dream real

Loneliness

It is where the heart

Is empty

Lacking

Insecure

Dark

Full of pain

Lust

And joy

Loneliness

It is

music

and art

poetry

and dance

death

and life

war

and birth

love and

hate

Loneliness

It is what I have inside

For I cannot find

It is what I have deep

For I cannot complete

It is what I hold onto

For I have its grip

It is a beauty of mine

For I pray to it nightly

It is a hunger

A thirst

A hope

For I am one

And for me

There is one

Loneliness

It’s what you think

What you cannot even

Bare to imagine

No one knows

But I am not he

Only he

Only them

Woman or Man

Firm

Tall

Short

Obese

Please show me the way

Beneath the sea

Part the ocean

Lead the way

I want your hand

Guide me out

Take my kiss

As I love you

My loneliness

Overcame

By your beauty

© 1997 David Greg Harth

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Versions

Well, there is

This one

And that one

But the one I love most

Is always the one I’m in

That version is the best

It feels good, looks good, is good

That version is the best

Well, some are odd

Some are evil

And some do not work

But the one I love most

Is always the one I’m in

That version is the best

It is like a glorious sunset

Or two love birds chirping

Or a butterfly’s pattern

That version is the best

Some of them break me

Some of them make me weak

Or can even kill me

But the one I love most

Is always the one I’m in

It is like fire

Wind and water

A tornado of lust

A hurricane that sweeps you away

Off your feet, to new heavens

And new worlds

That version is the best

The one I’m in

The one I live for

The one I lay beside

Run to and find

The one I cherish and hold

That version is the best

Like a candle

Erect in position

Sturdy of nature

Blessing at whole

That version is the best

And that is the one I love most

The one I’m in

Always

Through jokes and laughs

Tears and pain

Through heights and lows

Mirrors and horrors

Through tunnels and valleys

Mountains and clouds

Through deserts and oceans

Jungles and plains

That version is the best

The version that is best

That is the one I love

The version I’m in

Is the one I love

That version

Is always the best for me

Because I am in it

And they are not

© 1997 David Greg Harth

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A Holy One

A holy one

Resourceful

Full of life, and death

Mine for the taking

You for the giving

I love to give

And tonight,

I give you me.

Ride me thru the night

High above me

Rock above me

On my cock

My hard dick

Fuck me hard

Bounce your tits

Lick me

Suck me

Fuck me

Harder

And I will cum

And you will see

That you have won.

[Yeah, right, you’ll never win, but you can fuck me anyway]

© 1996 David Greg Harth

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Anger

Help me

As I lay here

I am dying slowly

You all know

I am in red

Covered in red

I am going down

In a hail of bullets

Like JFK and MLK

I wish I was Gandhi

I wish I was him

I wish I was Indian

I wish I was a spider

I wish I was a wolf

I wish I was a refrigerator

I wish I was you and not me

For I am dying

And you are not

I am dying

And you know

You are not helping

And neither are you

I plea

Take me to Neuro 12

You think I am wrong

When 33 is my number

She offered 200

I offered 300 to he

She was Bi, and he did not leave

He thought I was in the middle

I slammed on the car

I killed that cat

I brought him a squirrel

I eat the dead

And take from the living

I committed

I must be admitted

I will crush you all

With my teeth

Check my back

There is a knife back there

The Beatles are back

And I am crossing Abbey Road

Under 3 seconds

And I will kill you

So, help yourself

Help me

Do not let me cross that bridge

DO NOT LET ME

I will cross the bridge

I will meet my lover

I will dive

Dive into heaven off the roof

Dive into my lover

My lover is death

Who is my lover?

I will tell you;

Death

If I could, I would fuck death

If I could, I would fuck art

If I could, I would make world peace

I will,

by killing

© 1996 David Greg Harth

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Untitled (I Take You)

I take you by the front

I take you by the rear

I take you in arms

And behold

Wrap around, no rape will occur

I take you by the flesh

I tear at your skin

I choke you alive

As I shove my cock deep inside

I ram my thick meat

Up your juicy cunt

I eat away at your soul

Before you can cum

I eat at your breasts

Before you can scream

I eat at your mind

Before you can breathe

I fuck you

Harder and harder

As one can get

I ram my pistol

My pistol of love

Deep inside your tight pink pussy hole.

As “So Cruel” plays

I flow with the motion

On every beat

You receive my meat

On every beat

You bow down to my feet

I fuck you slowly

After the harsh

I fuck you slowly

Not because I love you

Not because you are sexy

Not because I want to fuck you hard

But because you are my friend

© 1996 David Greg Harth

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Perfume

Sadness throughout the land

One man can save all the dead souls

He comes in the night, all in black

An artist of many trades

Strong in heart

He comes in the night, and repetition of glory

An artist of many thoughts

Sadness will come in death valley

Across the sea

All who float

Are dead at his feet

He will come to save us

My Lord

He will show no mercy

My Lord

He will come to save us all

The Devil himself

The Angel himself

It is such a beautiful day

Drinks are offered

On the beach

Walk the dog

Never be raped

Read a book

I will suck

Your Blood until you are dry

Take the goodness

I will kill myself

Goodnight forever

I am dying

Over and over

I am slowly dying

Inside

I am rotting away

The drugs

The perfume

The hell they have given me

© 1996 David Greg Harth

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Untitled (Devil Love)

For hours,

My arms hug your warmth.

I will kiss you forever upon sight.

Forever and ever.

It will last.

Never let go.

Please be real.

Oh, please do.

I am your angel.

But I could be your devil.

© 1996 David Greg Harth

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Untitled (Places Taken)

I will take you to the park.

the forest.

the desert.

the beach.

the ocean

the sea.

the lake.

the hill.

the mountain.

the city.

the valley.

the plain.

the field.

the pond.

the creek.

the brook.

the rock.

the town.

I will take you in the bakery

Or in the movies

At home

Or in the office

I will take you on a plane

Or on a train

At a ball game

Or at a Broadway show

I will take you in car

Or in a bed

At a nature park

Or at a hotel.

I will take you near and far.

Here and there.

I will take you up and down.

East and West

I will take you to black and white

To see colors all over.

Over and over, I will take you.

More in my mind.

None in the flesh.

Yet.

Yet to be seen....

© 1996 David Greg Harth

96.10.07.23:30:00@31USQWNYC

Untitled (America 3rd)

Complication

Invitation

Revolution

Imagination

Motivation

Impregnation

Juxtaposition

Location

Separation

Dislocation

Verification

© 1996 David Greg Harth

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Untitled (Waiting For You)

I will wait for you.

If you are my dream.

I will be yours.

If you are a figment.

I will let the love go, but not you.

I searched, I waited, for you.

Are you real?

Are you mine?

Why so far, yet so close?

Why do we meet?

Who gave us permission?

I am your angel, an angel from hell.

I come to take you to heaven.

Forever and ever, we will live.

In white lace I embrace your smooth body.

I take you, caress you always.

I have wanted you for the longest time.

Where have you been?

Ties will be broken.

I will not keep my hopes open.

I have been hurt.

I am sure you have too.

I will not be hurt.

I am your angel.

I will wait.

Send me your love.

Prove your existence.

Dance with the devil in the moonlight.

Dance with me under the stars tonight.

Dance with the animals, hum with the birds.

Suck like the insects, read like the mammals.

Eat list like the fish, love like the doves.

Wake up on a bed of roses.

I grew each one for you.

Selected and picked.

I took the thorns off for you.

So, your fingers would not bleed.

I love your tight ass,

may I feel it?

touch it?

caress it?

The darkness will always prevail.

I wish I knew you in the flesh.

Till then, my mind will make do.

© 1996 David Greg Harth

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Untitled (Souls)

I turn you around

Kiss on the cheek

Kiss on the parting lips

On the nose

On the eyebrow

The water runs down

Between our bodies

Between our souls

Cold or warm

It runs between our curves

Into our insides

Into our hearts

Around the forms

Beneath the wonders

I insert my tongue

Your lips part

I feel your heart

Beating with my pulse

I ignite a flame

Too much to comprehend

The sun is going down

I hug you dearly

Forever and ever

The day went by

Over and over

We spent it in water

We walked to an ocean

While motionless

And did not leave our location

Only our minds

Our hearts.

© 1996 David Greg Harth

96.10.07.02:15:00@31USQWNYC

Untitled (Strict Poem)

I shackle you to a bed post.

I pulse an image

    in front of your eyes.

I show you a complex for your thought.

I take from the kitchen sweet desserts.

I eat my desserts with you...

    on the bed...

    you in shackles,

    I in black.

© 1996 David Greg Harth

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