A day at the beach

the poison blisters from my skin

seeking its exit into the summer breeze

i wait,

for a friend, a love, a dream

the sun burns my eyes as i look for

answers, making them water

black makeup spills down my gleaming cheeks

as i squint, seeking  hope, seeking peace

begging to be itched, the poison reaches

for a kiss, a touch, a moment of being

what do you even look like? for i only see

you at night.

is your charm carefully hiding

the ugliness underneath your mustache hairs

the evil that rests in your loins…

are you like the poison ivy, that leaves

only remainders of pain and scars, long after

time has healed the wounds? similiar to the sun

which gleams in glory and life, but destroys

with its touch.

still i wait, and bask in the rays

of warmth, taking what i can

in hopes that it will heal later.