Alyx's writings

Tickle my senses

Tickle me too

Tell me you want me

Tell me you do 

symbiotic

electric

acoustic

vibrating through my veins

choruses

chanting

in liquid tongues

move to the beat of your rain

melodies and lullabies

the softest ever sung

echo out

Gently rest your head, She says

Here upon my breast

Feel it melt into me now

Torn

A callous mess of indecision

A breeding ground of pain, deceit, and innocent victims

The mind a venerable beast

Baring down upon me

Like an unsolicited kiss

The kind you aren’t expecting

Him

Tall

Dark

Handsome

            But yet not conventionally

                        Not Preppy

                        Not conforming

Their cutting surface, the architectural form of the wave

changing in shape gracefully like

Mercury. I challenged them- once,

perhaps- in the freezing water,

my board lost against the fighting

strength of the charge within. At most

once- yet when I think of the ocean

I’ve been single all my life

I’ve spent hours laughing at couples

Battle over television volume

And toilet seats

I may be

Sparkling

Divine

And Fabulous

But I

A 220 lb plump virgin sex-addict with busy little fingers

            A handful

An AA meeting

            Military guys with underwear fuller from 24-hour porn videos

Like clockwork

Coming of age in a cannibalistic tabloid culture

In an age of indecision

And confusion

Her life resembles a fraudulent biography

Wavering within multiple personalities and lives

Constantly fantasizing about which one she wants to be

She craves change