words by dominic riccitello

Nov 20, 2016

i find you
deep corners at night
thriving in the midst
of a beacon delight
i touch your being
gravity depletes
the nonsense of my brain
we tango throughout
the narrow of my lobes
hallways with a darkened strobe
our eyes wade forth
haze in the thought
of a past moonlight
i tangle in shadows
creating motions
of men turned monsters
i knew your arm
the warmth
how it turned cold
how black fades
the things you said
imprinted in my brain

you called me crazy
words by dominic riccitello
Nov 18, 2016

If you’re content in Hell then nothing can touch you.

words by dominic riccitello
Nov 17, 2016

his stubborn youth
favorites my grooves
tangling his lisp
in the back of my mind
i soothe his you’s
caressing the blues
i used to
throw arrows instead of
ravaging love
holding hands
now i rip with force
tango your heart
fuck you in the dark
and leave before dawn

dawn
words by dominic riccitello
Nov 16, 2016

It soon becomes bittersweet and no longer feels incomplete.

words by dominic riccitello
Nov 15, 2016

we twirled upon
the thought of two men
ravaging your heart
the love i gave
far from strong
in the eyes of your seas
a bear brought to his knees
i run forth
fearing what i’ve thought
hearing what i knew would come
slipping back
my neck cracks
the thought of you
tears fear the black
hearted nature you became
i jazz in your mind
you loved me
when thoughts were mine
heart buried in depth
sinking sand i feared would next
the lives of my soul
hurt which had become
the bury of my being
bruised and rips
seemed to fill the void
of your linger
the handsomeness
i always knew would be there

hurt to hurting
words by dominic riccitello
Nov 13, 2016

i wave my fists
daggers in the air
the love you showed
clowns laugh
frogs in the meadow
lilies call my name
our colors were blue
the hues were our eve
i call you by honey
the sweetness i crave
feelings of hate
develop with time
frogs kiss princes
toads find their way

frogs kiss princes
words by dominic riccitello
Nov 12, 2016

he came in pieces
a puzzle, you say
a dime dozen
fine things
wine and things
hide and seek
darkened feelings
a dampened street post
in the eve of the night
where your hand grasps
the touch of delight
pulsate through
the clouds for you
stars in the night
a lovely dark home
i called your spine

the backbone
words by dominic riccitello
Nov 11, 2016

I remember everything. I don’t forget. But I longer reminisce in it. It’s there. It exists. It was said, but the thing is: you don’t bathe yourself in the thought of negativity. You forgive. You get over it. You move through it. You move past it. But it’s still there. In the past. Where it belongs. Where I don’t belong.

words by dominic riccitello
Nov 8, 2016

I never valued time until I realized touch is only temporary.

words by dominic riccitello
Nov 7, 2016

tangling between
a stranger feign
i walk with a light
a switch you held tight
pulling me in
wading me out
i dance in your rhythm
stroking your hair
loving you there
you fell for greed
money held your please
while dignity fought for me
i wade in peace
please of your knees
screaming in bits
hating you to death
caressing your lips
the black of your soul
shades i knew too well
i hurdle your being
a greater mind
love which felt a darkened creed
the nights were sour
we were twisted
it was sadistic

in your rhythm
words by dominic riccitello