Another poem... just because

For some reason, all i can find are pieces of writing that are a few years old. i know i have written newer things... i suppose they are in a book somewhere. eventually i'll find them. but, to be honest-- i haven't written anything good in the past year. pretty much ever since i wrote my essay for Carly's book. i hope that isn't a sign of newly discovered lack of ability to write. that would be the death of me. enjoy this one:

march 20, someyearpast

Amongst the opposite
the positive translates
physically positioning
myself
energy fields battle
attention diverts
visual objectives
Questionable
Morality
Makes me laugh
until my belly aches
for your intensity
Passionate, perhaps perplexing
these (ideas, words, tomorrows)
growing inside me
doubting my doubt
daring to
delight myself
for these last seconds.
Time could
exit
this existence
forever looping
in the seedy red velvet sticky
auditorium
showcase @ midnight
in the regression section
of the dark recesses
of my perverted
mind.
Perversion opens
the soul
rights being only failed
wrongs repeated
for the moral majority
to get their rocks off.
My mind wanders
case in point
Fingerless tickles
chuckle who?
I'm wet
I'm diving deep into
disastrous
delights
Independence
constantly taunting
me
Cocky Bastard.
I'm too engulfed in this
very moment...
too entranced
in your eyes.