by pattikeno
Look at me
under duress
I am pushed
into the sea
to drown
forever in the skies
forever in your eyes
innocence
under gone
transformation
so benign
I am led onward
through the
broken sea
By a man
with fish parts
ahead of me
I long to be like
him
but forever
I am different
my streak
sets me apart
stubborn, shyness
and doubt
take over
and smash
me to the floor
I am left alone
to breath
no more
and I die
alone in the sea
10-19-95
©Patti Keno
Poetry
by pattikeno
I’ve cast my eyes
on a million skies
I’ve cast my wishes
on a million stars
I’ve lie awake
on a million nights
covered in pale moonlights
Listening to the sweet sound
of a million crickets
chirping their cares away
I’ve cried a million cries
Knowing that one day
to this world, I’ll have to say
my final goodbyes
3/31/94
©Patti Keno
Poetry
by pattikeno
I shake I shutter
I twist
I grind you into
my fist
I never meant to
be this way
this lost
this obsessed
I never knew I had it
in me
to lose myself
in this one caress
to lose myself
in shallow
thoughts and shallow
hearts
that’s all that’s
left inside
me
where is my
pride
left behind
on someone
else’s doorstep
I shouldn’t care
I shouldn’t care
I shouldn’t care
I shouldn’t care
but I do
as I wander
through these
shallow waters
looking for you
looking for you
08/23/01
pik
©Patti Keno
Poetry
by pattikeno
the wicked curve
of your neck
leaves me breathless
with desire
the tiny breath
of silence
that echoes
in your wake
aches inside of
me until
I am lost
within it’s
beauty
The shadowed hollow
of your back
as you move
fills me with
aching longing,
desire
for one touch
for one night
I ache with
the knowledge
that you can never
see
you can never
hear
the imaginary girl
as she lives
her imaginary life
and loves her
imaginary loves
I ache with
the knowledge
that you
will
never
see
me
10/16/00
©Patti Keno
Poetry
by pattikeno
all green and red
and black and gray
how do you do this
how can you make me
feel this way
–
all gold and orange
and sunset strewn
with stars upon your eyes
you move me with
your denial
you move me with
your disease
–
I ache into you
all blue and yellow
black and green
I ache into you
your seeping pores
like a drug I burn
inside of you
–
but you never see me
down, you never
see me shine
you never see my
Peacock tail
my confident walk
you never even try
–
all blue and green
and gold and brown
I will find my way to you
I will break your
shell
–
all green and red
and black and gray
how do you do this?
how can you make me
feel this way
5/9/01
to: the disappearing boy
©Patti Keno
Poetry the disappearing boy
by pattikeno
That’s how it started
slow and grainy
fuzzy to the touch
indifferent
lacking the solid lines
that passion and rapture
leave behind as they furrow
their way across
the skin
of a woman
in her twenties
this is how i began
small and meek
afraid of all
but i’m slowly learning
i’m taking it all in
and processing
every last bit
burning holes
into the fabric
of my memory
and tracing the
words out
across the page
this is how i will
remember
it all
this is how i am
burnt offerings
left at the alter
a sign of peace
a hope for a future
a wish for a better day
a wish
for a better
day
a better year
a better ending
this is how I end
this is how I end
pik
3/14/02
©Patti Keno
Poetry the cinnamon boy
by pattikeno
taking breaths to stop the way you hurt me
to stop the way you make me cry
I dive in with reckless abandon
this isn’t right…this isn’t right
leave me floating in this sea
wasting away, just wasting away
and everything is beautiful
everything is new
but nothing penetrates me
as i stare zombie-like
into the horizon
longing for something new
something other than this
other than this fake life
it’s not real
none of this is real
broken lips
and burning eyes
and this pain that is gutting me
rending me in two
nothing is beautiful
and nothing is new
should i force your hand
and make you stay
or watch in silence
as you walk away
watch in silence
broken and strewn
tossed apart from me
28 years and you’re gone
28 years and look at me
still the same
still that little girl
led forth by crows
striving to stay alive
when I’m cast upon these coals
weathered and broken
but somehow still the same
looking backwards always
longing for something from then
anything that stayed the same
but nothing ever stays the same
everything changes
nothing ever stays
break my heart
this girl inside a woman
there’s nothing left in me that’s pure
nothing left in me but pain
and silence and longing again.
how did i last this long
how can i last any longer
how can i stay
when nothing EVER changes
and nothing EVER stays the same
3/8/04
©Patti Keno
Poetry the cinnamon boy the silent boy
by pattikeno
She is beauty
essence divine
only how I
ache wishing
she were
mine
male and female
intertwined
she is innocence
so aching
and sublime
realistic pleasure
standing the test
of time
aching my ache
rhyming my rhyme
she is the one
it’s a pity
she can never
be mine
06/05/97
©Patti Keno
Poetry
by pattikeno
peeling back the layers
of the building
that surrounds me
I am surprised
by the toughness
of it’s skin
echoing outward
before me
your voice
comes rushing back
to haunt me
Rushing back to
taunt me
Achingly I know
I can never
see
what is hidden
deep inside of
me
peeling back the layers
of the structure
that confines me
I find myself
alone and aching
filled with madness
and rage
I am slowly
breaking
I am broken
courtesies of the past
ripped away
torn away from me
leaving me reeling
blinking in
surprise
peeling back the
layers
peeling back the
layers
peeling back
peeling
peeling
Excited now I’m
almost there
I’m almost
to the end
I’m almost
at the core
peeling back the
layers I
STOP
in horror
as the last
layer falls
away
there is nothing
there
but a space
a pause
a respite
and then more
layers
more me…
–
–
–
…peeling
back the
layers
2-16-00
©Patti Keno
2000 Poetry
by pattikeno
it seems like
everything that hides
inside of me
hides inside of you
it seems like I know
and I feel what you do
it’s like every word
I whisper
is every word you’re
screaming
and every dying breath
you take
quickens me the same
it’s like this emptiness inside
has an echo
an echo of my soul
dying; dead
dead soul
living a half life
in misery
it seems like every piece of me
that is missing
is the same piece that’s
missing inside of you
it seems like every hollow ache
echoes back to me
and washes over me
with your words
it seems like
everything that hides
inside of me
hides inside of you
it seems like I know
and I feel what you do
and every word You’re
screaming
is every word
I have ever
tried to form
05/01/01
pik
To: the disappearing boy
©Patti Keno
Poetry the disappearing boy