I dreamt again
about devious things
treacherous things seen
and even unseen
and as I
turned each page
of my nightmares
the manipulation grew
to the point
that I forced
myself to awaken
and recognize the
reality of you
why then in
dreams do you
disappear when in
fact it was
in one where
I found you
perhaps it’s because
dreams miss you
Category: Gay
VeryJazz
There is just
something about jazz
right before the
night breaks into
the day the
snare of your
heart beating slowly
the cymbals of
your eyes as
they slowly open
the bass of
your tummy as
it rises falls
and those smooth
piano keys of
your ribs which
emit a squeal
when played upon
you are my
very own very
early very jazz
Grape
If I were
say a grape
I would know
most likely that
there’s a fine
line between wine
and rancid vinegar
and that line
has little to
do with me
and everything to
do with someone
else it’s never
the bottle or
even the label
or even whatever
is found inside
but only ever
about how someone
else tastes me
such is the
aimless life of
a grape and
anyone silly enough
to date nowadays
RePurposed
Pulling myself together
side to side
trying to meet
end to end
I finally admit
that I am
a winter coat
bought thirty pounds
ago and while
still stylish will
simply never fit
this my love
is now us
we once did
fit that is
we’re both now
to each other
something that just
barely ever will
unless one or
both of us
gets given away
to someone else
Romantic
Ssh I whisper
it’s that time
I’ll be right
back I promise
your hands reaching
but I’ve already
left the bed
can’t they wait
just this once
after slipping into
my cold clothes
I lean down
while kissing you
I say lips
to soft lips
no they can’t
and as coffee
brews cup washed
my friends begin
their dance and
their song these
things called words
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 