i feel as if everything is on it's brink
things keep turning, a preventative measure
it's not enough to lessen the pressure
and honestly if it were to tip and fall
perhaps i just wouldn't care at all
May 26, 2021
May 26, 2021 at 9:03 PM UTC
light
so alive
a shot into waiting veins
eyes widen, adjust
my lids crinkle
an automatic response
to something so bright
so blue
May 20, 2020
May 20, 2020 at 7:27 PM UTC
and in the dark, by my lonesome
i'll put together a thousand soundscapes
of the adventures we've been on
the strumming of a lone guitar among the hushed whispers
of survivors long-gone, and tales long-forgotten
a woman's voice, clear cut and chilled
singing a mournful ballad for all to hear.
the endless creaking, crackling of rust
water dripping and stirred up dust
dragging pipes, chains and more;
falling asleep on the catwalk's floor.
i made a selection, just for you,
of teenagers running and laughing
snow kicked up, fire crackling
perhaps you're alongside them, cackling
Nov 13, 2019
Nov 13, 2019 at 8:28 PM UTC
in my skin
its started when i reached back
a breeze on my neck
a slit at the nape
stooty, void black
and my fingers pressed down
and they just
kept
going
Nov 13, 2019
Nov 13, 2019 at 7:53 PM UTC
what were you?
were you a poem, like me?
or a collection of colors,
mashed into something distasteful?
were you a collection of code,
strings and variables,
waiting for the right moment
to strike?
perhaps you were created with anger;
sorrow, or jealousy
designed to hurt
born in a fiery rage of vitriol
directed at one, more, or all
your grave lies among thousands like you
but you're gone now
and you can't hurt anyone
anymore
Nov 9, 2019
Nov 9, 2019 at 9:42 PM UTC
i've never met you
but i miss your smile
your voice
nonetheless
i miss the way you laugh
and your bashful smile
your way with words
and your ability to feel
nonetheless
Nov 9, 2019
Nov 9, 2019 at 3:07 AM UTC