We would’ve been so happy together,
Had we sat
And talked
And listened.
But we were both selfish
And needed the other to beg,
But we’ve never been beggars.
But now
Your heart is colder.
Were I to lift a plastic cup and beg
For your affections,
I’m sure,
You would show your empty pockets,
Shrug with forced sympathy
And continue on your way.
May 2, 2018
May 2, 2018 at 9:57 AM UTC
And I wondered for a long time
How I would ever believe again
When I was told I could be loved
Forever.
I thought about
The way the words fell off your tongue,
Into my lap,
As if they were waiting for me
To scoop them into my pockets
For safe keeping.
But then
You wanted them back.
You emptied my pockets,
And expected to find more,
But I had kept everything.
And we both knew
At that time,
At the end,
Everything
All along
Had
Never
Been
Enough.
May 2, 2018
May 2, 2018 at 9:55 AM UTC
He told me
Not with his lips,
And, God, I loved to watch those lips
How they formed words with silky casualty,
Planting careful grenades
Softly ticking until his absence.
It wasn't in the way he looked at me,
But, Jesus, those eyes
Lashes stronger than hurricane winds
With strength to whip,
Not with his hands,
Even when they couldn’t stay at his sides any longer,
Passion does that to a man’s limbs
Sends them flinging and pointing and carrying more of the conversation than he ever could with words alone.
A long-limbed tree whipping in hurricane lashes.
You were so beautiful
My kind of beautiful
May 2, 2018
May 2, 2018 at 8:38 AM UTC
Cut the silence
Like that slice of cake
You didn't want
A bite of.
Now you're swallowing it
Like the words
You refuse to let spill
From your lips.
Now sugar coated
In icing
Never too cold,
But always frosty.
May 2, 2018
May 2, 2018 at 8:36 AM UTC
Sometimes,
Sometimes writing is the greatest challenge I feel i will ever face.
It's simple, no?
Pen to paper,
Ink stains in lines and dots and curves
looped and twisted,
curiously carrying subjective significance.
Though uniform,
Every letter as individual as its creator.
Different and the same all at once.
In
a
way
Humans are those letters.
Minuscule components of grander meaning,
Each possessing undeniable importance,
To system and stability
Gluing together the hasty marks of history.
"United we stand, divided we fall"
Order and structure, survival for all.
May 2, 2018
May 2, 2018 at 8:33 AM UTC
Freckled skin
A universe
Baby
You're a galaxy
With arms
You're a star
Whose falling
into me
Simmer on low
Just a moment
Let me stare
Star struck
Apr 11, 2018
Apr 11, 2018 at 12:06 AM UTC
I think that
Some people spend their lives
Settling
Settling here
Settling there
Thinking, there's always next time,
But what happens
When there isn't a "next time"
When you've spent your last penny
On something you didn't even want.
You learn that
You can't cuff the arms of the clock
And call it yesterday
Apr 11, 2018
Apr 11, 2018 at 12:03 AM UTC
And I grew up watching the moon fight the morning sun
Begging for the night to return to him
Knowing she'd be back
After hours of neglect
The lunar agreement to simply
Reflect
Her
Shine
Apr 11, 2018
Apr 11, 2018 at 12:02 AM UTC
****** my mind
And undress me with your voice,
Lips so close
I taste your words,
Salty mutterings of a former sailor
***** words I drink with hasty thirst,
The bitter sweet sting of brackish waters,
Kiss me gentle,
But always with promise
That your soft ripples can not last
Apr 10, 2018
Apr 10, 2018 at 11:58 PM UTC
I'm trying to run away from my reflection,
So you pick up another mirror,
Point at the wickedly smooth surface
And beg me to find who you see waiting there
But her eyes won't lift to meet mine.
Her hands won't untwist
From the anxious knot of tangled fingers.
Her shoulders are heavily draped with
Burdens disguised as standards
And the way they sag matches
The circles under her eyes.
Soon you're screaming
You cannot understand
That when I think of who waits for me in every specular surface
I simply cannot
bare
to
stare.
Jun 23, 2017
Jun 23, 2017 at 1:53 AM UTC