Now that this book of poems has been completed, from more than a glance, it can easily be considered a testament. One of persistence and endurance-a true literary example of what it means to be stubborn. Of course, one might presume that "love" whatever you may define it as, could have very well had something to do with these words. But that's not quite so. As the author thought he had laid shining eyes on his wife, his prize, his everything-he simply began falling. Quicker than what he was once used to. Harder than what most would consider detrimental. Our poet soon found himself dancing with an effect that would later be estimated irresistible. He consequently led himself to not only think, but believe with all of his heart that he could seduce this particular young lady enough to receive unconditional reciprocation, at the very least. No . . . His desired results could not have been any further from the shape and circumstance of the current relationship in fact-illusive toxicity is the name. But despite the excessive cocktails of stagnancy and mania, the medley of illustrations was written nonetheless. After two and a half years of experiences on a two seat merry-go, here and now, Bite Me stands as an account that highlights the trials, tribulations and painful complications that by no means fail to accompany the choice of denying that dreamed unison is more likely than not, never meant to be. All of this in the midst of dramatic and sometimes comical strokes of passion is unquestionably what to be expected. Help yourself to a collection seemingly provided by a child needing nothing more than to have an adult strike his hand; just say, "No. Stop" But apparently the adult here remains absent nevertheless.
Bite Me
By Bryce JonesAuthorHouse
Copyright © 2010 Bryce Jones
All right reserved.ISBN: 978-1-4520-6579-3 Contents
Chapter One
STARFISH
Oh, she cute ...
suede boots, couple orange fruits, and no booty—
Curly hair, lush lips, braces, eyes ruby
Oo I think i caught a contact
Hi
Oh what's up? Don't I know you already?
Birthday cake, bought you boyshorts &
your homegirl the teddy?
Yeah, that's you ... how you do?
Same ol' blasé conversation—
Haven't seen you in forever but I'm still so
sick of chasin'
Impatience
But hold up, now my heart is racing
It's the face across the room;
Not the 1st sight but my heart's about to bloom ...
little did I know
But I was lovin' ...
Room turned to oven, it was her ...
She was all alone, lookin' busy,
head up in them books
I hadn't been in love in seconds
but one split was all it took
Hooked; still in euphoric stupor for
what would be all too long
Now I'm just gone
And I put that on everything I cherish
Girl shaded me a different world now that
I look back on my own merit
I had a star in my eye—
wide open and I liked it
She can't be just another
fish in the sea
need a Drink ...
drink ...
drinkin'
thinking is she the one
for me?
Maybe she's a
virgin ... I thought. FIRST NIGHTS
And here we go again ...
same shit, different day is at an end
and I intend to be a lover;
oh brother
Temptress undercover presently gracin'
Facebookin' in the library ...
Me? Elated, very very—
only cuz it's her again
Went a little nervous but I
approach and play pretend
Perfect ten
extended me a glance,
Got me all stuck up in trance mode—
Froze the 1st hello ... cleared the throat
Yo you don't know me but I really wanna get to ...
ya name, number, age, ya sign,
n' some words you might get wet to—
Booboo relax a bit, I'm only jokin'
Just hopin' for mutuality
once upon a time ...
I'll never do you grime, I'm promisin'
And so I promised
Exchanged a couple more comments while
the night became a memory.
But if you ask me?
It was plain to see we enjoyed the
1st impressions
despite difference in directions
But it's where it all began and now ...
For my confessions.
She made me
spaghetti ... extra
cheese. (Least we got the same Moon)
NINE DIMES
Dragon meets Steed
Trick me? Nope, nope
I just knew she was a Virgo
Hold it down, queen crowned,
Never one for my clownin' BUT
still found her at the top of my list—
but my slick slipped up
before baby's Sun got to me.
Ticked & twisted,
slightly dissed and distant ...
that June 30 do me dirty,
19 five O plus 40
a damn Cancer she is ...
I'm like wait, that's not my wiz but
I guess I must've just fell for the Rising.
Utterly surprising once I felt that
Water kissin' me goodbye ... inside
Fire cryin'
but still
I'm steady in my Air
flyin' through rejection.
I know I made mistakes but
that's why they got corrections—
stay connected w/ me
and you shall always
be protected, affected for
nothing but the better—
so no more frettin' and I'm
bettin' she a Empress
so I go & check the tarot;
how narrow!
Turns out we both magicians ...
tippin' magic wands got our egos
trippin' with consistence;
still so different,
same in one
tryin' to dodge restrictions
more & more
but we let the games begin ...
Interelemental—
AIR/FIRE, WATER/EARTH
Month 6 verse 10
Think I let her win?
So ... her name's
Amanda ... same B-day
as Mike Tyson ... LoL
MWA.LOL.OMG
Every once in a blue—
On the weekends ...
or when every other day brings a
Blue moon—
A brand new impulse ...
then another
Fingers, buttons;
My mind missin' you &
a couple others
but can I get a kiss please?
No.
LOL dependin' on the
time n' place ...
Wait, wait ...
since I can't I'll give
you one 1st
MWA
and this is not the 1st
time,
along the lines of the 19-50th
or somethin'.
Anyhow I'm bumpin' ta somethin'
freSh up in the whip, just had a little sip
And now I'm feelin' like
you want me ...
single-word answers—idc
go ahead & taunt me—
...