So be it.
You've clearly made your point.
I wont bother you
I wont call you
I wont speak to you
ever again.
Surprised?
Don't be!
Isn't this what you wanted?
Finally! The weight is lifted.
Continue being you
and I will continue being me.
My mind is swollen
from this preoccupation;
This wretched wasted of time.
I hope that you're happy
for you have now received
what you have been wanting
for a very long time.
Embarrassed?
You should be.
Don't ever show your face
around me again!
I don't want to have anything
to do with you.
You disgust me
because you are confusing.

To Kiss Her

But you're still pondering the thought
Musing over the idea
of what it would be like
to be with her.
To hold her close
as she requires.
To kiss her.
To love her.
The thought scares you.
The thought scares
the both of you.
She's keeping her distance now
for she sees
what the future might entail.

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©Bobby Ruelas

Sometimes

Sometimes
it's best not to think about it.
Just tuck it away
and cover it up with some memory;
a happy memory
to distract the wicked.
It's clearer now.
I can almost taste it.
The scent of fear lingering
at the tip of our tongues.
But wait...who's really to blame?
Me?
You?
The situation?
Come on, relax
live a little;
The world is full of people
who are worse than you and I.

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©Bobby Ruelas

I Can Barely Remember

Slowly, the sweet becomes bitter
and the bitter becomes sullen.
I can barely remember
what we used to talk about
when we lived together.
Laughing, poking fun;
just to pass the time.
I was there all along
waiting to destroy your
weaker half.

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©Bobby Ruelas

Redemption

Shape-up!
Listen to your inner-self
You just might learn something!
For even she has made it apparent
to you that you are no more
than a glory fuck!
Redemption!
Don't act so surprised
you knew what you were
getting yourself into!
After all, you claim
to have thought this through.
But did you?
Did the night suffice?
Did the addict get his fix?
A shot of complexity
with a full dose of destruction.
How eloquent!
You sly-conniving fool!
What have you done?
Now you are in the middle
of what appears to be
nothing more than a pity-fuck!
Pity-fuck?
Yes, a pity-fuck!
You are not the victim of pity
because perhaps it is her
who is self-loathing
insecure and unsure
of what it is
that she requires
to fill her void.
She's lost
and you cannot save her
and that annoys you!
But you've even said it yourself
the only way a person will
ever be happy with themselves
is until they can learn
to love themselves.
Stop trying to be a hero!
You may be one with tangible situations
but not one like this!
Not now, not ever!
The only person that can be a hero
is the self.
The self gets' itself into precarious situations
therefore, the self must get itself out.
Alone!
Stop trying to understand everything
because you will fail miserably!!!!
You like to joke and say
"Oh, it makes for good writing...blah blah blah"
But you are wrong!
You're just as fucked as the rest of them!
If you run
you will find YOU!
Circle after circle
Lap after lap
Don't you ever get tired?!

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D is for Despondence

It's getting dark outside.
The message I've been waiting for
has finally arrived.
Satisfaction?
Heck, the night is only getting started!
Eruptions of cataclysmic-consent
has flooded the streets
like currents of tar and ash.
It's difficult to see the lines
It's difficult to see the street signs
A road to no-where
A saying with no phrase
And in our moment we combined
to make airwaves into pockets
of heavy breathing
and whispers into heavy moaning.

Non-Fiction Collection 2011
©Bobby Ruelas

The Mind's Eye

The brain is very different from the mind
The mind perceives what the brain receives
The brain contracts what the mind expands
Therefore, everything we know is purely subjective.
It is induced by the senses
which are governed by the brain.
It is confused by awareness
which is indicative to the mind.
Who you are
and what you think you may know
is therefore invalid.

Non-Fiction Collection 2011
©Bobby Ruelas