Gluttony [fear of success]

The eyes that lie 
from inside 
the constraints of time,
exercise the right to fly 
away with souls and keep rhyme
and rhythm to themselves. They describe 
why we cry
and break ties 
that bind the blue sky 
and clouds high.

The lips that purse for one kiss, 
hard to resist 
the urge to break fists 
and hug with these twists 
in this love and we bitch 
that it's rough, 
and it's tough
To keep shit in check with no grub

The tongue that moves in a slow burn, 
seems hard to return
The quips in some form of concern 
with nothing left to yearn
For in the end we all burn,
but some are reborn 
and have left tattered and torn 
with no retort, 
and one last resort.

The body is unchained, 
and it seems we've remained
the cavemen we hate, 
we've been told to restate 
our purpose and relate 
our actions, here's a rebate 
on humanity
don't try to dictate my sanity.

With evil laced in my breath 
I think that these steps
Get closer to each check 
and balance, I'm on the crest
of a wave that I can't catch,
and I fall into the rift of Gluttony, 
so fucking sue me.

© Justin Frieberg, All rights reserved

suffocating

A stone prison encases me
with the fire of the sun
searing my flesh,
I try to look away
but everywhere...flames...

The whip cracks on my tender flesh
tearing it asunder,
leaving torrents of life
leaching down my limbs,
screaming for reality
to coalesce into the
crowded consciousness
the world offers.

flickers of flesh eating fire
ferment behind lenses
until it is unbearable,
undeniable, and all
my rage is left open
like flood gates...

The faint sound of raindrops,
birds, and crickets creep into
ears numbed to sounds of serenity,
my eyes open and the world
is again as it is supposed to be...

The buzzer sounds at 5:45 AM,
time to relive the dream,
only it is my reality.

© Justin Frieberg, All rights reserved

The Eve of Christine

I never was one
for the cliche meetings,
the innuendo laced dinners,
the sappy love songs.

I'm still not of that
mind
   set,
but she grabbed my hand
wouldn't let go.

Kisses with the passion
that could rent oceans,
a stare of lustful bliss
that made my knees buckle,
she spoke to me...

Not in the language of everyday,
but in the soft hush of her breath,
in the subtle flicker
of her eyelashes,
in the glimmer of her
soft brown eyes...

Time stopped for moments in between,
I don't know how long actually passed,
but it seemed ages
since I took my last breath.

The soft supple curve of her hips,
the beating of her heart under perfect breasts,
the saunter in her step
as she walks away knowing
that the way she shakes
drives me to insanity...

She strikes the picture in my mind,
perfection is a perception
not a standard,

and as she pulls
her lips away
from mine,

the moment between kiss and goodbye,
I've seen our relationship grow,
I've watched perfection,
I've sampled the ambrosia,

I kissed my love
into the wind,
and I fell leagues
with her in my arms.

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lost in a moment

She came into my life on
a whirlwind of doubt,
something I never looked for,
something I never asked for.

Her words were melodic,
her eyes mirrors to myself,
her kiss electric,

She enfolded me into her dream,
with feathered gazes
and raindrop softness,
my mind a blur of emotions.

Everyday since has been
unlike the first,
but as comfortable
and encompassing
as the last,

She kissed me,
she killed me
in a sense,
a good way of course,
but the old ways
have given way
to new.

I see her smile
in the bright sunshine,
I see her tears
in the dreary rain,
I see her kisses
in my day dreams,
and I let go of
all the pain.

My life has been
somewhat of a turmoil,
filled with gaps
of happiness,
she fills the
emptiness with
more than I ever asked.

And for that I'm glad.

© Justin Frieberg, All rights reserved

Althea Mae

So full of life,
how you came into the world,
a bustling little ball of joy.
Parents that adore you,
family that loves you,
and a sun that shines
on your every smile.
You make the world
go around my dear.

You won't realize that
until much later in life
little one, you have so much
                    Up
G r o w i n g  ^^ to do.

When I held you as a baby
you smiled at me,
it was as if the clouds
parted and the rain abated
for the moments you were smiling.

Child you hold your arms open
to a world full of malice and deceit,
and yet you still smile and laugh.
Fate has played a hand for you,
and it was cruel of them
to double down on a losing hand.

Yet somehow you managed to smile
in the face of adversity,
scream into the wind,
and let your heart be heard.

You've touched so many
in the short time being here,
we see your courage,
your fortitude,
and can do nothing but applaud.

Losing a part of yourself
that you never really knew,
only had a short time to use,
and still you smile...

how you smile...

I can only weep,
when the sun shines
through your eyes.

© Justin Frieberg, All rights reserved