Sprung, from beauteous filth,
The lies and gradation of the un wed saints
Hung, from gracious guilt,
The death and oration of the un sung and faint
Led, from grounded earth,
The soulless narration of the unloved taint
Believing is all when your all is a lie,
The smell of defeat in the blink of her eye,
The way you never fail to surprise the easily shockable,
Revealing that all was a lie of your life,
The decay of a scent from the skirt of the pile,
The path you never chose to really surmise the unreadable, uncollectable
Paid, to believe this girth,
The salt and salvation of unborn wealth,
Laid, the solution of all their faith,
The untouchable wrath and indignation of lifeless whelps,
Said, to ears that deceive all truth,
The unsinkable feeling you and your friends try not to avoid
Swaying in time to a common hope thief,
The guileless age and her sense of relief,
I thought i just told you to leave love at the door,
Poison and ruptured the stale old lies,
A night of betrayal and blood on these tiles,
Faithless, inauguration a purpose that you belie,
Lover, sweet mother, joker, and harpies with scales combine,
Hater, sweet undertaker, all is within, a touch to cold skin and a world you can't deny,
Believers, my underachievers, fornicate how to the march of the rain, a lifelong ambition that's driven in pain, a rusty disease that you spread with a knife, a guiltless decision made by his wife, a turning old format that withers and screams, a breathless recognition, we all fail to grin, just wait on the inkline to say what you want, I’m turning these covers and buying the bought, fucking the sweetness to boldly deny, that all these suspicions were aroused in the night, a turning, a quickening, a life on the rails, this one bloody mess i can't wash from my nails, so thorough, so clean, yet so impure it's not true, i tried to remake what i thought couldn't be you, but all indication now points to my spine, the tossing and yearning beneath valentine, i am the weather that spoils your day, please hold my ears as she screams my name.
She gave me gloves.
Sapphire lets call her
I loved how she would
roll her eyes close
whenever i swore louder
or when i-
being in the mood
of being an arrogant snob
Told me to be, mean
and so vicious
But Lady Sapphire is kind as the
depth of the ocean and nice
as the sugar and spice
of a confused fangirl,
Who i believe
is precious as the rock
i name her from
This house is burning straight to the ground
And all you can think about
Is that you're "cold now that all the sweaters are destroyed"
"But the embers look beautiful floating by my face."
I guess you took a few too many pills,
And I didn't take quite enough.
It wasn't the flames of justice that engulfed our house.
But it doesn't really matter.
Because that house was not a home.
A home is where I live with someone I love.
So that house was not a home.
Because I didn't love you.
I loved your hips and you tits.
I fucked you and you made me drinks when I got back from work.
I never loved you.
I started the fucking fire to get a rise out of you.
You still don't care.
At least I made you fucking shiver a little.
Like that counts for shit.
Oh captain, captain
Have you looked around
We have a problem
I think we need to slow down
I've noticed how you
Don't show your gentle side
You keep it tight
Tucked neatly inside
Let's tug a little
At the loose ends popping out
Let's try to show the word
What you're really about
You might act tough
But truly you're dying to cry
Let your lies and demons out
All your past, traumatize
In the end you have
The raw being I love
You have my favorite person
Who fits me like a glove
You there, o lovely glove
encompassing his hand
his soft touch, that my skin
so desperately longs for
you prison of sensation,
you merciless tease,
when you are removed
from his beautiful hands
my heart jumps to my throat
with the joyful hope
that I might feel him
that I might just feel
the heat of his hand
on my sensitive skin
which becomes over alert
giving him permission to hurt
because that's how you give a heart
O soft lovely glove
that you belong to him
and are so important
to that very hand I long for
it makes you nearly as wonderful
as his actual touch
the coolness of the Atlantic hits us like an epiphany
you tuck a willow in my hair
as i taste summer in the air and insanity on your tongue
those nights when we felt like fireflies trapped in mason jars
and we watched all the others follow the lifeless lights of city streets
enduring the foggy-eyed mornings that follow with a blanket on the floor with you
a forest fire ripping through my head
(i loved you)
a bass drop of a song in the backseat of your friend’s car
my heart flutters like sparrows to the sound of thunder
and the sun trembles over the horizon
i know how this will end, just like i know you
but for now we are young
the wind hits our broken pieces and fills the holes
i count up all our mistakes and they seem beautiful
as we wait for the fiery effervescence of violent waves
i hope we remember how they sound when we get old
we let the meaning of everything cloud over us for a while
(i loved you)
broken air conditioners and laughing out loud for no one to hear
and we wonder if we exist at all and i think how strange this is
as phosphorescent waters swish and spill
i scream inside so there is no echo
my sleep took over slowly that night
i used up all my colored film on you
and i found the pictures in the glove compartment today
i love(d) you
Grandma bought me red gloves
To keep my hands warm
They sit next to me patiently
Waiting to be worn.
There's nothing genius to be said
Just feelings at random in my head
Rhymes that make no sense
To be manipulated into thoughts
Meter, pattern, tone
I can't keep a steady poem
I can't keep a steady feeling
My chest aching when I'm alone
Diving deep through the essence blue
To see the method to my madness
The feelings I've hidden from you
What is this thing that keeps me hiding?
I'm OK, I'm ALRIGHT
Or I will be with you here tonight
Alone I'm a sleepless, dreaming fright
Too scared to sleep, to scared to turn off the light
too large, fit for the rabbit,
slipping silk, no hand to hold,
while waving slide off.
you think they will have thought of pins
all that tapping,
makes a soul happy.
benefits are few these days,
make the most of those
that live in huts.
believe that the earth loves us.
the swirls and swirls
of velvet fine gowns
couldn't pull my eyes
from the practiced smile
atop your red bow tie.
you slide and slide
across the room
as if on a fine film
of maker's mark
and captain jack
your hands on hands
of every esteemed
and eligible maiden
(you know your
parents will approve)
I'd rather run and run and run and run.
My first gLove
Lost on the bus
Or In the street
Parted in the snow
My stolen gLove
Taken whilst my back
My fleeting gLove
Impaled by a stranger
In the street
On a spike
For all to see
My forgotten gLove
For too long
My worn out gLove
From years of absent
My Christmas gLove
Ill fitting but warm
For a day
My lost summer
Lost summer gLove
Didn’t make the suitcase
My gLove for life
These are the gLoves
I have loved and lost