TL Boehm - Writer

poetic angst, selfish moments, and purgings....

So the world spins
Inner discourse thinning
In the wake of daylight
Muted blues shift crimson
And the halcyon light floods my vision
I remain saturnine
The inner tenebrae of my dusky soul
My personal shadowland
sedulous manifestos etched
across my heart
the tattooed movement
cadence of oblivion
stained by the purpura
Of bleeding dreams

 Apollo rides grandiose
Careening orb obliterates the dusk
Yet my eyes rain
myriad tears chase themselves
forever obedient to that same gravity
leaving me face down
with nothing but wet earth
and seeds dormant
full of promise that never blooms
My heart in the darkness
Of a shuttered room
 

TLB 092308

Perhaps you aggrandize
Those sacred manifestations
Lupine resonance
When the moon takes a cooler hue
Ebbing in the western sky
As I scurry
Furtive in the wake of wolves
Cavort under cover of shadows
The darkness lenient
Diana's placid orb obfuscates
Any deeper meaning
These solo notes from husky throats
The soul’s chronicle lost
Your hackled superstitions don’t abet me
Demure dogs shiver on silvered chains
With the acumen of stones
They throw themselves
Lick the hand of the master
Fawning malleable in your fettered life
You crave the panacea
Of stagnant water and stale kibble
Trade these wild cries for silence
Shrink from the eminent colossus
Freedom is the howling nemesis
Beyond your black and white vision
You never see
The multifarious color of coyote dreams 

TL Boehm 070508

The missing grain of sand
Saline manifestation in my eyes
An absolution of temporal dreams
The heart of pearled treasure for you
Fetid obstruction in an oyster like me
Hold your breath and crack me open
Debacle on the half shell
Consume me whole
Still you hunger for more

These castaway dreams
Crest on pleasured seas
I abstain from riding the wave
Licentious churning toward the shore
The foaming wasted lap my ankles
Stolid salted earth am I
This dearth of passion
Fervent birth of deeper meaning
Too strenuous for my limpid mind
Heavenly sounds
This ground bound child
Deafened by the strident cries
Of whispers and lies
The clarion gone
In the wake of troubled seas

Swirling connotations and inuendos
Languish warm and wet on shifting sand
Fleshy emulations of inspiration
Bleed out on the beach
The weight of wicked words the crush
The convulsing rush of life that ebbs
The linchpin thins
Blistered skin slips from brittle bones
You die alone
Soul shipwrecked
This missing grain of sea spray sand
Dissolves in sightless eyes
This purging dirge an echoed requiem
A timbred bliss
Oblivion
Ephemeral ebbing lunar blue
As I drift away
From you.....
 
TLB
062608

A furse of birds
Fragile wings that bring
Rising chaff
Of ground cover dreams
Litanies and lamentations 
Half hearted singing
In the sanctuary
I am the echo of a soul
Shallow voice breaks the silence
In hallowed halls
Like poetry thrown up
Dry chalk scritti on dusted shale
Persona non grata
I stand pale
Naked before you
Muffled pulse of an average life
I am the trickling stream
Wishing for waves
Gentle breath across the surface
Scattering ash and expectations
Borrowed words spring from fingers
Slip my grip and flit away
Like color bleeding from empty sky
At the end of day

TL Boehm 061408

02/2008

Everywhere I go
There I am
Casting shadowed glances
This periphery of lies
And smiles that grace the face
Gazing out from my mirror
Is it fear or something sinister within
Where does the image end and the girl begin
 
Everywhere I go
There I am
Cracked lips pursed in condemnation
Glass refracts the dissonance
Of this existence
Etched memories in skin
Furrowed face and furrowed mind
Beauty lost when the world is blind

Everywhere I go
There I am
Familiarity a festering wound
From love to loathing I’ve come undone
From creation to forever
Everywhere I go
I am my destiny
I can’t get away from me

TL Boehm

If I handed you the knife
Let you cleave flesh from bone
Spilling blood
And broken promises
Fragmented thoughts
Fall where they will
Would you crack the marrow
Leave me dry
Pain the only release
In pieces of me consumed
Death is a shuttered room
 
Singing Psalms

Your Pollyanna mantra scatters rainbows

And dirges to the troubled skies
Revel in the celebration
Of a slow descent
Skipping stones across poison water
Wings of paper cannot save you
From the fall
Rushing pulse in my ears echo
This empty shell
Illuminate my way to Hell
 
Screams in silence

Lady Desperation

Behind my weary eyes
Ties another knot in the cord
Hold on a little longer
Let the words
Fall where they will
Vain resurrection of the faithless
Pain is the only force
Along the course with me exhumed
Sanity is a shuttered room
TLB 012208

I am
Thinning spinning dendrites
Misfiring into the void
Across the universal plane
Crackled celluloid destroyed
Phrenetic Flurried furies 
Flames licking in my brain
Synaptic nervous
Under current pulsing scurries
Across the universe insane
 
I am
The tantric dance
Dust and sunset on your floor
Crimson clad Babylon whore
Kali’s creature featured
Waxwing slipping dripping acid
Across the universe I soar
Cosmic teacher
Veiled in cobwebs
Saccharine lapsing
Catatonic
My cyclonic frigid core
 
I am
Cryptic
Triptych cadence
Ecstatic static
Tripping
Stone ground bone
On bone for daily bread
Blue blood squeezed
From scarred words said
Pregnant poems
Yet unread
Resin shreds of evidence
Across the universe inside
Chanting mantras
Rattling casket plastic head
Crack me open
Find me dead

TL Boehm 12/29/07

© 2008 TL Boehm

Sloth

I'd scratch myself
But this itch isn't worth
The time
Let this world pass by
Monotony of nights and days
I'd raise my hands to the sky
But its not worth the effort to try
Just let the ticking clock
Hours wane and my eyes glaze
Lifetime slips down the drain
TLB

Corpulent porcine drama
Lookin like Jabba's mama
Sucking vortex yup that's you
Sticky sweet you lick fat fingers
The flavor gone but stains still linger
Gorge yourself but you're never through

Your hunger drives your need
On dreams and hearts you feed
In the mirror of your eyes I see
Another gluttonous bitch like me.
TL Boehm

Envy

I am your jade eyed feigned indifference
Fawning at your feet
Saccharine platitudes tossed like rose petals
On your path
Yet this congealed cordial overcoat
Won't warm the stones
My heart embittered acrid
En Pointe this ego rises
Jagged edged and bladed for destruction
What you have should have been mine....
TLB

2007

blood
congeals
droplets mark
fatal attempt
To shut away pain
If I bleed I am real
Controlling the rising void
That shadows my every thought
Daybreak gives no illumination
I am shattered, pierced, tormented, and blind
Only the blade resonates in me
The fine lines carve away my soul
Bring me forever  sweet peace
Carry me away now
Crimson rivers
I escape
nothing
here 
etheree 021307
TLBoehm

You
Dammit
Wrench my soul
Each time you go
Disappearing acts
Never satisfy me
You leave me aching alone
Craving the sweet abandonment
We share when intertwined as one soul
I am incomplete, extinguished, alone
I could seduce another excuse
For a lover for a moment
Forgetting I am your heart
Stoke those forbidden fires
Could I be so cruel
Looking away
From your love
No I
Can't

TL Boehm
021307
Etheree.

What if
Your beauty was definitive of chaos
What if the monsters in your head
Came out to play
What if your soul was the black hole
In someone else's summer day.
Would you smile sightless
Simply slithering away
 
What if
Your incorruptible skin shed
What if you were chemical residue
Brittle filaments of pain
What if your breath was a kiss of death
And your tears were acid rain
Would your lips seek mine forever
Would you kiss me over again
 
What if
You were hell incarnate
What if you were the damnable child
Suckling at my breast
What if you were the vampire who
Tore my beating heart from my chest
Yes you are my intimate monster
From your passion I get no rest

TL Boehm 020707

*Oye mi canto
Lamentations to La Luna
*Coyote girl
She cries
Sonnets to the muted skies
Drunken lovers rise
Snapping tendons cloaked in sweaty expectations
Curse the veiled moon
Deluded agave blue dreams seduced
Apprehensions fangs render lesser men for ever free
Detached from guilty hands that caressed her flesh
Never majestic
She clings to broken songs
The sentenced stagger off commuted
From warm wood she births a dirge
Oye mi canto
Under a shrouded sky
Coyote girl
She cries
Raven hair and her breath
Caught up in leathered lace
Lame betrayers limp away
Lamenting her poison embrace
Unable to recall
The sad contours of her face.
TLBoehm
020207

Validation is gunsmoke
Wafting round my head
Wispy tendrils encircling songbird throats
Silence cries no aria
Shattered shotgun shell dreams
Drop staccato from the skies
Tears welling in eyes long blind
To the possibility of pardon
Condemnation, a crown for the common man
Final wishes kiss the wind
Let me abdicate this throne
Of my demise
Tenuous thoughts trip skittering
Timid fingers mirror the mind
Insanity for the defendant
Criminal intent the stroke of passion
Caught in gall, on vellum, from pain
Resurrection offers only
Repetitive fire
TL Boehm

020107

I can feel it
Bubbling up from within
Porous skin festers
Blind expectations caustic acid
Flesh blown from brittle bones
In the nuclear winter change
Do you think I'd slip
Ashes scattered from this sanguine soul
Fluttered butterfly heartbeats kiss the wind
Kiddie candy coated wisps of dreams
Wrap round my throat
Death note for the masses
The monster remains
Coiled venomous
Snake in your playground
Serpentine I cleave
To no one
Steller visions shift
Receding in my jaded gaze
Glitter for a moment of passing
Perhaps my fractured soul remembers
Gentle caresses from a friend
Scales falling lifeless
In your wake
No dungeon built in your sanctuary
for a monster
like me

TL Boehm
circa 2006

Sifting sand through my fingers
Salt tears linger
But sting no more
Sea spray tingles on your shore
Warm wet embrace
Trace my face
Gray haze of a memory
Swirling on the current
Swept out to sea
Sweet dreams that frothed
As we coiled
Roiling waves thunder
Under clouds gathering above
I had your lathered passion
But not your love
You fell from my hand
Abandoned shell
Cast up on this lonely beach
Forever out of reach.

2006
TL Boehm

Sitting sentinel
Excretions of silicate
Slipping
From the folds of my skin
The brittle sentiments within
Furrowed birth
Cleft in granite
Stones thrown
From the mother planet
I am chiseled rock
Before I begin
Fluid cooled
In fractured throes
Jettied
Against your vapid flow
Stronger
Than your emotional undertow.

TL Boehm
120706

Dispassionate reactive
Perhaps I am too passive
Wearied by the indigo moments
Words are a mirror
Reflecting my kidnapped soul
Eclipsed by the ordinary
Ebb and flow of a mundane life
Silence is not sanctuary
No rest on this journey
As hope decays in segments
Muted pleas fall from lips that twist abnormal
Painted whores on Picasso's canvas
Bed of lies
Raped by red lines of shame
I only wanted to kiss your soul
These eyes of china and kohl
No longer offer camouflage
For the insanity
And the little wet dreams
That dry in my darker heart

102006

Inspired by the art of Picasso

I can cry
Let tears flow on soft nights
When I am alone with out you
I can cry
When I hear the heartbeat out of synch
In the fractured shell of a friend
I am a shoulder
A rock
Sanctuary from the storm
I can feel your intimate burns
The slanderous words
They cut me too
I can feel you
I can bleed poetic lamentations
Purge your pain even in the midst
Of my own chaotic hell
When I cannot wash the dirt from your feet
Wipe away your tears from 1000 miles away
I still love you
And so
I can cry

11/29/06
TLB
for my friend Buffi

Dragon
You are fixed in my jeweled stare
My fatal flaw in citrine flecked jade and onyx
Colder stone does not betray my desire
Residual fire burning in my belly
To taste you permeate you
With crimson kisses
Framed by ivory fangs linger
The nape of your neck my secret playground
Haunted and hunted
By the tenuous touch of gold threaded love
wound in a circlet precious metal
where I lay waiting
Yet you play - azure eyes stray
Wasting your days with paper dolls
I could swallow you whole
Leave furrows in your porcelain soul
Peacock scales grace a monsters face
You forget your place
Beside me
Inside me
Where the flames rage
Ash and acid consummation
Thou art mine
Cinder scented tourmaline
Nefarious Goddess
I am your pleasure
Your infinite pain
The finality of a spine snapping moment
When life ebbs cool breath from once roseate skin
Your hidden treasure pulsing in my clawed grip congeals
Bursting veins
Would I sip the passion as it spills glorious
Along my scaly hide
An unholy anointing
Would I miss you if you died with eyes open to let in the blue sky
Or lay my lacquered head at your fractured side
You are my fatal flaw
My love rains from eyes stained dark with
The kohl of your lamentations
Etching tattooed love in cooling lava
I give my stony heart to you 

Dragon death sleeps sweetly by.

(envy -charity...)
 

T L Boehm
11/03/06

Disappointment is lavish resin

Embedded in the filaments

Of my porous linen skin

The hardened grave cloth

Definitive of my forever existence.

The mute reminder of shattered expectations

Brittle dreams snap in the calloused embrace

Of this second normal life

Treasured friends dropped in mental scrapbooks

They moved on as images yellow under the touch of years

I lie silent in my shroud of thoughts

Bleeding vivid crimson

Trickling disappointment on the page

First love to cover a multitude of sins

Desperate clinging bits of flesh

Shredded from passion's bones

By the blade of a name not my own

Disappointed I am yours at fires end

When love congeals around trivial things

You settled for less than best....

My words are tears of disappointment

Blurred lines I cry alone

Disappointment pinions aloft

Over desperate dreams too fragile to fly

Ragged in their survival

They twist in the swirling wind

Cry out for mercy, peace.

I am disappointed to give them only fatal release

Disappointment is only the casting of earth

On an already covered coffin

Its contents inconsequential

Ashes cold with no soul fire

2007

TL Boehm - written after watching a National Geographic special on mummies....

my mind is a coyote
scavenging the scattered scraps
remembrance refuse
pissing in the brilliance of sacred spaces
yakking profanities in the steller breeze
poetic emanations dropped scat in the desert heat
Your succored cyanide deadly sweet
Fangs clenched in a strychnine embrace
I forever chase
Bleating sheep
Vicious thoughts devour gentle lambs
Fatal hunger slinks at the edge of a civilized mind
Crunch the marrowless bones you left behind
Opportunistic consumer
I feed my greed
in your manicured shadows
God's dog no respecter of persons
I serve no purpose beyond survival
This creature panting in my wild amber eyes
Deceptive disguise
Destiny's flesh untamed
Frenzied wrenching splintered free
Gnawed losses numb the pain
Better to bleed than concede
Stumbling closer to dead than sane
Like that mongrel at the end of your
Paper chain.

TL Boehm 2007

Crystalline silicate
This saccharine masquerade
Spills from pen to paper
Poetic purge of intimate images
Vivid
Chaotic
Sublime
It seems that I'm
Nothing more than sugar candy coated
Staccato spatterings
Of fractured dreams
Sweet taste laid waste
By bitterness within
Toxic vapors
Permeate the still air
Still there
Hope bleeds welling up between
Pieces of me
Bubble gum and cyanide
Tears I've cried
Melt the cotton candy coated fluff you see
Expose the deadly edge that's me.

TL Boehm
051707

If I handed you the knife
Let you cleave flesh from bone
Spilling blood
And broken promises
Fragmented thoughts
Fall where they will
Would you crack the marrow
Leave me dry
Pain the only release
In pieces of me consumed
Death is a shuttered room

Singing Psalms
Your Pollyanna mantra scatters rainbows

And dirges to the troubled skies
Revel in the celebration
Of a slow descent
Skipping stones across poison water
Wings of paper cannot save you
From the fall
Rushing pulse in my ears echo
This empty shell
Illuminate my way to Hell

Screams in silence
Lady Desperation
Behind my weary eyes
Ties another knot in the cord
Hold on a little longer
Let the words
Fall where they will
Vain resurrection of the faithless
Pain is the only force
Along the course with me exhumed
Sanity is a shuttered room
TLB 012208

Sometimes there are too many 'me's' in my mind

Desperate dreams twist in the nuclear wind
Dangling skeletal from gallows
Flaunting fatal tendencies
Clawed grasping the noxious air
Poison breeze becomes release
Hope curls fetal incomplete
Fragile birth prematurely purged from the womb
Sanctuary
Bleeding out in tombs futile
Frail marks in dust
The spasmodic flutter of wings
Transient resonance echoes fleeting
Like damp lashes on translucent cheeks
The tentative first kiss fades to ache
Love is a jackal
Cracking the marrow
From the dry bones of broken dreams
Shattered remnants of a ragged existence
Tenuous tendons cling
Furrowed lines in my fractured skull
Shallow fallow culling floor
Long after thoughts are gone
In a life time of possibilities
I am the horrific consequence
Sex and secrets and sin
Covered in scars and skin

TL Boehm

Recumbent sumptious repose
Decadent decay awaits
Those transient emanations
                             of skin on skin
                on sin

Grave veneration
The requiem fete
translucent cooler hue
Sienna memories. Madam for you

Whispered kiss of beauty divine
Slipping salient
mourning clothes
cast off fate
ca-coffin-ied cadence
                dress re-hearse-al 

Interred ochre moments
Au revior Recamier….

TL Boehm 2007

inspired by the picture of hte same name - painted by WC Magritte

http://www.bartleby.com/42/777.html

The Maid of the Hesperus

On wintry nights the mariners sing
Of tales such as these
The sound of a fair maid crying
Carried on November’s breeze

On moonless nights along the shore
Where plaintive surf does sigh
A chill will set in the bones of those
Who hear her mournful cry

Beware good men who ride the waves
Should you hear young maiden fair
Set a new course for open sea
Lest frigid death find you there

She drifts alone on storm frothed waves
Icicle tears form round her eyes
Her frigid embrace a sailor’s death
When winters wrath fills the skies

Alas fair maid of the Hesperus
Her spirit a slave to the wretched sea
The deep no kind of resting place
For a beauty such as thee

Beware good men who ride the waves
Should you hear young maiden fair
Set a new course for open sea
Lest frigid death find you there

TL Boehm 2007

 dedicated to Longfellow...

I am
Thinning spinning dendrites
Misfiring into the void
Across the universal plane
Crackled celluloid destroyed
Phrenetic Flurried furies 
Flames licking in my brain
Synaptic nervous
Under current pulsing scurries
Across the universe insane

I am
The tantric dance
Dust and sunset on your floor
Crimson clad Babylon whore
Kali’s creature featured
Waxwing slipping dripping acid
Across the universe I soar
Cosmic teacher
Veiled in cobwebs
Saccharine lapsing
Catatonic
My cyclonic frigid core

I am
Cryptic
Triptych cadence
Ecstatic static
Tripping
Stone ground bone
On bone for daily bread
Blue blood squeezed
From scarred words said
Pregnant poems
Yet unread
Resin shreds of evidence
Across the universe inside
Chanting mantras
Rattling casket plastic head
Crack me open
Find me dead

TL Boehm 12/29/07

Simple sanguine sentiment
Supple skin crushed in weathered hands
Mixed with ash and sadness
Paint a shallow palette
Petal pink and redolent
Against my porcelain skin
Harlot crimson my smile
False ardor betrays me
Seeking that which congeals beneath
Vivid pulse
The timbre of skipping stones
Before fatal embrace
Drowning in stagnant backwater dreams
Frostbitten before the bloom
Frigid soul within
I am forever frozen ground

TLB 2007

Dont leave me
Writhing in my larval stage
Like some stinging insect
Ripped from its coccoon
Clinging vestigial
To the esoteric
Thin skin
Effusive membrane of beauty
When love leaves me shredding
That white winged ghost of you
Softly suicidal
You whisper dripping poetry
Closed eyes against the horror
That is my fleshly embrace
Faceless
Love is gutteral
Mouthless I cannot utter
You are my soul
Triage of gossamer despair
I am the twisted sister
Dangling euphoric
Damply dark
Mutated Eros
When love leaves me
Lying there....

TL Boehm
101906

Love is gutteral

I am set apart alone
Cryptic cadence
Broken bones
cacophonies and chaos
Tombstone over tones
Timbrels clanging bring no peace
Even death has no release

Twisted symphony am I
Crescendoed carnage
Blood I cry
Resurrect the hateful
Surrendered songs that die
your love a wailing wall
splintered timber I will fall

Requiem for lines unspoken
I am wreckage in your hands
Facade of cold stone broken
Against your rage I cannot stand
Your melodies just tokens
songs dischordant cannot free
A single soulful note from me.

10/02/06
 TL Boehm

Emotional constipation

Can't meet your expectation

Tune in to my vibration

Break through this limitation

Don't play false veneration

Hold me to this generation

Blame me for your degradation

I'm jus' the plus in your equation

Soul set to slow starvation

I was never your salvation

I am only the creation

Of minimal elation

Can't be your temporal sensation

Time to change the station

Cuz I've reached terminal saturation

I'm on permanent soul vacation

TL Boehm 8/23/06

a monoryhme moment

Flickering light
Empty window pane
Crimson night
Falling again
In the red room

Theres a fire burning
Velvet floor
Bodies yearning
Feel the heat on the door
In the red room

Undulate
Sensual beat
Taunt she waits
Emanating heat
In the red room

Tentative touch
On glistening skin
Yields so much
From deep with in
In the red room

Passionate flow
Molten desire
The after glow
Of a deeper fire
In the red room

I want to feel
That sweet release
Hands soft and real
Bring me peace
In the red room

But the door is chained
I’ve lost the key
It seems my brain
Just wont let me
In the red room

TL Boehm
© 080606

Wicked images drip from the pen
Writhing in this abyss
Where I slip senseless
Wandering in the indigo surf starless
Wreckage of moments shared
Washed ashore
Waves carry creatures better left unearthed
What happened to the light
Weary nights cried out in silence
Words torment and taunt me
Whispered insults
Wrapped in poison paper
Wounded dreams bleed and ebb
While you twist the page
Wringing sweat and acid
Wiping away the poetic evidence
Wings of tissue shredded
Will not carry my soul
Windswept from this sea
When you think of me
Would I ever make you
Wet....better yet, just
Walk away

TLB
080306

Subliminal vision
Limited possibility
Encased in space between this
Abyss of spirit
And brain
Quantum logic
Finite Time
Objecthood of your emotions
Nullified
Odd property
Of a mundane existence
Causality devoid of dreams
It seems I am the mirrored fear
Lurking half heard
Absurd
In my circumstance
The dance of light and dark
Marked by linear thought
Caught prisms refracted
Reality defined
By a series of loops and lines.
TL Boehm

07106

Do I project the image of the pure white bitch

Sent from the frigid abyss of hell

Malicious in my refusal to submit

Flaccid passion does not generate

One single droplet of pleasure

Do you idolize me to despise me

Do I plummet from my pedestal

Falling to embrace crystal flurries shed

From shattered folds of taffeta and satin

Showcase the disgrace of a sad union

Aggressive flames could melt this ice

I wax responsive to the warmth of your fire

But you wane cool

Leaving me to creative bloodletting 

Burning hoarfrost from my skin 

Unholy marriage of paper and pen

073106

TLB

I'm your pale jaded lady

From the depths of hell

I'm the moaning behind the mask

I am your prison cell

I'm the rogue in grave clothes

Knocking at your door

I'm the shattered dreams you left

Crunching bones on cold stone floors

I'm the watcher of your nightmare

The keeper of your pain

I am the moment of realization

That you just gone insane

I am the desperate cry you make

In the middle of the night

I plunge you into darkness

Kill the keeper of the light

I am the dream they raped and left

In the back of your soul to die

I am your ego bruised and torn

I am the acid tears you cry

I am the recognition

The awakening you find

When you shake me off and realize

I live only in your mind.

TL Boehm

07/13/06

spinning liquid threads

furtive verses through my head

this is what the night brings

silken whispered vision

damnable decisions

this is what the night brings

She sneaks in through my window

Sunless spirit fills my room

Cryptic images disturbing

Gossamer graveclothes for my tomb

Silent songs unmeant for singing

This is what the night brings

Skitters in on feline feet

Prowling my intimate thought

Scares to life the dangerous things

That hell and my bad seed hath wrought

Death follows me on flitting wings

This is what the night brings

And you wonder why

Can't close my eyes

Against this lesser light that stings

I'm mortified

By the hell inside

The shadow that the night brings

TL Boehm - 2006

Captured in carpeted cubicles

You liquidate dreams

Leaving lemmings encased

In shadowy cardboard morgues

Embellish the ladder

Tie tubors to sticks

Luring the naïve

To vie for the hole

In the glass ceiling

Preach profit to pique

The nameless faceless

Drones to lift your throne

In adulation

Exorbitant visions loom mythic

On your horizon

As you expropriate

The pulse of life within towering walls

Annihilate the simple citizen

Wipe the small stain from your sleeve

To vex you no more

Crushed against the glass ceiling

A cog in the corporate machine

Unseen

TL Boehm

070406

Tam hates the corporate machine

From ash and sadness

I am the wellspring deep

The other side of madness

A place of dreamless sleep

In halflight I will wait

Cadence of life marks your fate

From the blur of tears

I am but fog and frost

Adrift within your fears

The lamentations of the lost

I bleed when children cry

Forming feathers so you fly

I am the watcher unknown

The wraith waiting at your door

The trip you take alone

To the place you’ve been before

Hold you lifeless then

Set you free again

TL Boehm

07/03/06

Shhh….

Shhh…

She’s leaving the station again

Nightmares laying tracks

Crossing the path

Of pain

And the machine churns

Metal sharpens metal

Throwing sparks of blood and ashes

She burns

Cog in the wheel

Turning round

Is it real

Tracks of tears leave an oily stain

She’s leaving the station again

Rumbling under cover

The fog of lost causes

The silence of moments unspoken

Ticking of the losses

The whistle stops

The tracks are broken

Stop all forward motion

Till someone flips the switch

Skin turns to stone

Wreckage of metal

Rust and bone

She opens depthless eyes

Denies

What she might have been

Lost in the vortex

Of the spinning machine

Engines locked under the strain

She only dreams

Of leaving the station again

Shhh….

Shhh….

062406

inspired by the song "Hide and Seek" By Imogen Heap - and the morning Railrunner...

You came in on a whisper of wind

Illumined indigo moment

Transient passerby

Backlit 

Cool lunar hues  

Offering darkness and light

Grace in pain

With pursed lips and ashen eyes

Cradling the burned out star of my heart in hands

Cloaked - untouchable

Are you the cold omen

Frozen moment

Poems are  thrown stones

Of old broken dreams

Do you see through me

To that place

Soaked by years of tears?

Desperate dreams shriveling in the desert of my brain

Do you offer peace

Release sweet clean and free?

Reconcile the child defiled

This mystery

Once again I am

Bound and gagged by my imperfection

Expecting rejection

Haunted by your memory

As you fade from the page...

TL Boehm

062806

Cosmic flotsam

Adrift in the sparkling sky

Perhaps it was I

A snare in the net

Cast into the abyss

Dredging up soul dreams

Waiting to take wing

Before seeing my reflection

In some other set of eyes

Déjà vu

Just a mirror of you

Before my earth birth

And the reality of the chaos anew

My spirit cries

For ascension at the mention

Eternity

Heaven

Grace a place with bolted doors

And cold hard floors

And karma an excuse to abuse

Ashes to ashes

Dust to dust

Tempered steel

Turned by rust

Would I

Have chosen this life

This lie

Just to crawl from the slime again

Become that which I most fear

In an ocean of lives

I am but one salt tear.

TL Boehm

06/19/06

I do not believe in reincarnation....

Release of a blissful kiss

Silky sweet sleep

Lupine moon

Glossy light laced with midnight dew

An illumination of you

Solitary within

Wary shadow

In your death daze

A soul haze thin and amber eyed

Bitterness drips

Stinging nettle against your dark lips

The carapace cracked

The final act

Displays the vestige

Abandoned

Victimized

Despicable

Despised

By skeletal whispers of your past transgressions

Your purity compromised

Confessions of mephistophoelian evil

Flows from throats flagitous

Diabolical and cold

The river Styx acherontic, thick

Beleaguers your heart once eager

For the chase, the race

Catch me quick

The prize a rose

A heart that glows

I am your dream

Malefic

TL Boehm

© 06/12/06 - odd wordplay

I am the puppet master, you are my toy
I pull your strings, you are at my command

My chipped creation slivered from building blocks
Worm wood dreams
Sawdust moments when the knives edge cut away clean
Splintered images refracted
I've burned a mirrored image of my sadness
Your ashen pallor sanded smooth
Rubbing against my rough existence.

You are my lessor child
My tangled secret
We spin in furtive dances
My hands tattoo an illusion of life
across the floor
Shadows and intimacies
You could have been a coffin
The breath of life will never course over you
Scratches in this lid of lies
Betrays me
I am the puppet master
of nothing.
TL Boehm

April 3.2007

Citrine disk slips soft from sullen skies

Reflections locked in amber eyes

Illumined residue of you she cries

Dreams aloft in velvet moments rise

Gentle caress of the western wind stolen

Tentative tendrils crimson woven

Whispered gifts of passion token

Crushed magnolia petals broken

Secret southern summers flow

You spin adrift in afterglow

Onyx water masks the undertow

Drowns the flood of life you used to know

Ash and shadows shifting sand

Storms don’t hush at your command

Mimosa open in your hand

Terminal words plot your final stand

Cities fall thoughts drift away

Life unfurled in the heat of day

Words of stone fall where they may

The walls we cast we built to stay.  

Tl Boehm 2006

Vampire Mountains
Spew a jaundiced moon
Into a starless sky
Rabid clouds drip from tattered peaks
Tearing the frigid orb from her perch
In the void

La Luna’s last light
Slips from the crumpled page
Where my hands strangle a pen

Fingers uncurled
Maggots
Translucent, pale white
Swollen with rotted flesh I have consumed
Gorged blue veins pulsing under putrid flesh
Fetid
Festering with actions of anger

Wretched words
Retched into ink
Unspoken
Undeserving
In the light of day

TL Boehm
0206

Thirty Two Years

I'm built like a burlap sack full of mongrel pups.

Too bad the arroyo is dry

I live in a stucco mudpile  where the kitchen linoleum peels up like iguana skin.

I wanted wicker and stained glass.

Too fragile for the lions that roar on my savannah.

I can drink and curse most men unconcious.

I'm nothing like that drunken S.O.B. you married

Whose every nasty habit crawls out of my skin unbidden.

So unlike your high school sweetie.

How amazing that genes can lie.

I sing seventies soul in the shower.

Cry poetry in twilight

This tenor voiced soprano warms with age.

When I'm forty I'll sing like Tina Turner.

WishI was black so I'd have legs like that.

I wanted a spotlight.

Drowning in a testosterone saturated puddle

Of synchronized farting, moco noses

And hot wheels sprouting from the carpet

I nurture till it hurts

Yes, you can raise tadpoles in the baby pool

Say "please and thank you".

Blow that nose in your tissue not your sleeve.

I love you, I'm so proud you can count to infinity.

Your eyes are bluer

You'll be taller

You're smarter than I was at your age.

Mama, you never let me be better than you

Ten fingers and toes, all you said you wanted - wasn't enough to make you whole.

I am a bogle in your basement

What color is the bad sheep when she's the only one?

A faded white reminder of your own failures

Captured in those curling Kodak moments

Your lithe arms draped over me

Your eyes focused on the Guy du Jour

Never felt my own small heart beating

Above the thunder of your own.

My mouth full of lava soap and spaghettios

Never able to question your omnipotence.

You still shriek in my dreams, Mama.

A jade eyed banshee screaming for a soul I cannot give you.

I never close my eyes.

I kiss my boys damp curls while they sleep

One tousled froth of lemon merangue

One butterscotch sweet against my lips.

Perfect love.

I wonder if you ever felt that ache in your heart  for me?

As you yanked that wire brush through my bristley mane

Or smacked my young ass with it?

Give me one more chance to nuzzle against you

And look up into eyes as bright as new leaves.

Let me see myself as a perfect reflection of you.

In my heart, we are whole...

TL Boehm

3/18/98

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