Skin tight

Second hand skin

Have you ever had one of those days

Where you want to rip off your own skin

And take a nap in your own flesh

Skin slipper they would call you

And you would be special for that moment

Maybe even wrap yourself up in your flesh

And do a little turn in it like you were showing

The runway in gay Paris where they all twirl

Then afterwards you could shed your skin like water

And have a party where everyone tried to guess

Who was who by the skins they through on

What would you win in a contest like that

And after all that trouble what if you were to find

The skin walker wearing your skin didn’t want to give it back

Where would you go then you would  be the talk of the town

Would you slip skinless to the second hand store to buy a new set

A new set to you you second hand skin walker

Would you then regret your decision or would you put it off

 Like it could happen to anyone you just got a little over your head

That’s it…just got a little over your head

Chris McQueeney    12/10/14

Trace my space

Tracing paper

Fingers trace my spine

That old gentle caress

Death she takes her time

Not one to leave a mess

Lofting her hands

They feel just fine

Nails like razors

The love they leave

Like a very fine wine

Is deep and red

In real sharp lines

Chris McQueeney    12/10/14

Circle Around

Rings of you

In the night

I have seen rings of you

In my dreams

Thin and wavy but there

None the less

My mind drifts past

Rings of you

Making no impression

None whatsoever

I want to make an impression

I want you to circle

Round and round me

To be about me

To give me your essence

I want to feel your taste

Up and down my spine

I want to feel your taste

Up and down my spine

Chris McQueeney    12/10/14

Slice of heaven

Your afternoon slice

A small slice of shit pie

Is just what this day calls for

Have you ever had a slice?

Did you enjoy the aftertaste

Do you want to share the bounty

With everyone around you

There are times in life where

A shit pie is the only thing to be had

If that be the case you might as well share

Give everyone just a little taster

I’m sure they will be as appreciative

Of it as I am when life tries to give me a slice

But some days just call for it

And all you can do is floss afterwards

Chris McQueeney    12/8/14

believe just a bit

And the Magic

Do you believe in magic

The bells and whistles

Do you believe in the mundane

Flow charts and numerical graphs

Which would you rather wake up to

Dragons of myth parading up and down your lane

Only to find out it is only Hollywood cinimagic

Oh to be a child again

If for but a moment

Everything sharp and new

Anything possible

Sprites and gnomes around every corner

And Santa

I do have to thank Hollywood

They give us that moment

That moment of innocence when thousands

Of balloons can make a house fly

And the magic of that one kiss

They started romance and perfected it with a beast

Chris McQueeney    12/7/14