haiku - Confused

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She said I was hers

Maybe am a little slow

Whose boxer is this?

-haiku-

Olsfred James 2013©

Sidebar pt.4

Slowly the door opens…

and the glare from the hallway daubs my face,

A figure appears…

lingering at the doorway as if contemplating its actions; pace by pace.

My first impulses are to run…

instead I clench my sheets and close my eyes in fear,

“Happy Thoughts, Happy Thoughts”

I silently chant as the “unknown” grew near.

My heart pumped, sweat dripped...

I swallowed so hard I almost choked,

It pulled away my sheet and spoke....

"Olsfred its 9 o'clock! Time to get up
You’re late for work!"

Olsfred James 2013©

Rose

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There is no pleasing you.

Between these lines

There is no giving you satisfaction

With all these lies

No, getting over me now that you’ve let me in

No, am sorry for the pain once we begin

So do what you want too

Do what you must

How would he react

Should he find out?

How would you react

If I walked out?

Does he still see the innocence in your eyes?

Does he still raise the goose bumps on your thighs?

So if it’s easier, think of me

Then let him caress your body

If it’s easier, think of me

Then let him kiss you softly

Let him call you his own,

If it’s easier, think of me

Fake it if you’re both alone

If it’s easier, think of me.

The remnants of this affair will always remain

So tell him you love him

Say it and mean it

But we both know it’s in vain

Sunrise to sunset wear that smile

Mask that pain

Wait for that moment

Until you finally see me again

Olsfred James 2013©

Contagious

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Contagious
That is my design
Infected when injected 
As I pill these sinister rhymes
The gangrene

Unseen 
Apt for your necrosis
First stage dormant
Hidden diagnosis 

Like a dose of crazy  

My words have created a twisted baby  
Hatred, it saved thee  
Know no other, homunculi maybe  
Must seek clarity 
A tale sealed away in the anatomy  
Prepare your mind  
As these words become dystrophy

The audacity of these metaphors
Spreading its way into these lines
Reproducing increasingly 
An Egyptian plague of our times
Grievous 
These devious words it gives us
Knocking at the cranium with something mysterious
Please come out and play
Let’s do something mischievous 

Hear these voices talking back  

True illness   
They praised me  
Now the blood desire fuels me

The beast within  
Now compelled to sin 
Overwhelming desires  
Released as I breathe it in

Meta human; superhuman 
I've failed the gene therapy
Born like this
Element undefined in chemistry

Addressed me as a menace   

A complicated crime  
Masterpiece of destruction   
Swiveling through your rhymes 

Contagion, taking over your minds.

Olsfred James & Mikhail Simmons 2013©