Lady Lust

I reach for your coveted touch

but i am distracted

by inescapable lust

on the shelf sits my heart

resting in corrosion

of rust and ancient dust.



Long ago , in the days of old

on a night so dark and cold

was the last time we touched

your skin so soft , like velvet

and there were tears

burning in your eyes.



You said you were afraid

but you found a liquid cure

for all of your troubles

and all of your fears.



so badly i wanted

to dry your eyes

and to make everything good again

But i couldn't then.

And still i can't.



-Alden E. Nelson, Alexis K. Shaffer
February 21 2010

Loves Eulogy

My darling,

your beauty

is so profound

tell me why

you have been forced

six feet underground

as you spread your wings

and you took flight

into the starless night

the pungent lingering stench of lust

and our bitter fear of love

has made my heart expand and bust



-Alden E. Nelson, Alexis K. Shaffer
February 18th 2010

Lovers March (innocent scent)

Overhead in the sky

dance bleeding virgins

tempting the boys

with their innocent scent.

And while they lament

and beg for love

the girls tease

and try to please.



Love scorn

and

war torn

the boys come marching home.

The sky, stained with virgin blood

and the scent is long since gone.



With tears in her eyes

and a scar on her chest

she sobs at his feet.

For while he was gone

it was so long

and the boys at home got drunk



-Alden E. Nelson
May 26th 2007

Heart of Hearts

How peculiar my heart has been these days.

As soothing as the rain against a window it once was

Like the ticking of a bombs clock it now sounds

Louder it grows and more unstable as the hours wither away.

This is the dawning of an era, a reckoning

And ever am I changing, never fully fledged, always a changeling

Still seeking what is seldom sought, the Heart of Hearts.

But when did it happen, this wretched change?

Did it creep in like storm clouds over the horizon?

Did it happen while I slept?

Or have I have been like this always and just now am I waking up?

Always will I be seeking that which is seldom sought, my Heart of Hearts.



-Alden E. Nelson, Alexis K. Shaffer
January 15th 2010

This Place

This place

Once so foreign

Now more familiar

Than my own face.

This place

Never lets me down

It is always here

Whether I want it or not.

In this place

I can be

King of my domain

And master of my trade.

In this place

I can always find

The comforts of a friendly face

And the solidarity of routine.

This place

Is my life

My home

And my grave.



-Alden E. Nelson
January 9th 2010