made light of my words
I do it myself
you twisted meanings
lawyerly of you
lawyerly of me
But I advocate for us
and you fight for yourself
It is empty
May 1, 2013
May 1, 2013 at 4:20 PM UTC
When am I writing about you?
Ha! When am I not writing about you?
Always and never not writing about you.
Because - you are all of the dreams
the smokey, hazy, steamed-up-car-windows things
in my head.
The world enters me through my pupils
and you enter me through my mind.
I've seen your (cha)grin in all its beauty
and imagined your fleshy palm with leaf-like lines to read
indecipherable to me, but I’d gaze happily
lying on the shore of time.
I thought about loss today and how people come and go
and the eternity of written words that we repeat endlessly
sentiments that everyone always felt ever before again
and we, still unique despite our sameness, reflect each other.
I thought about selfishness and
how selfish it is
to want all of your attention.
You whispered about discomfort. I’m glad I can have some effect.
Apr 26, 2013
Apr 26, 2013 at 2:54 PM UTC
Don’t let me use you. I will,
but tenderly.
I found your words
you wrote them on parchment
left them in "bottles with cork stoppers" on
street corners
not for me - for everyone
tangible words, you said
you said,
“i will cut out of my heart all the
things that dont serve me”
please use a sharp, surgical instrument
sterilize it well
if you infect your heart
it will feel like mine
you said I don’t try hard enough
I have to try hard not to be there
leave everything
only to find you checked out
before I arrived
and laugh at myself
Apr 26, 2013
Apr 26, 2013 at 9:21 AM UTC
Those long rambling messages
exposing tidbits of your genius
bubbling with your raw angst
shining true hues of you
send them through the choking air
clear my muddled mind
brandied brain
I see your depths
your heights
you
Apr 26, 2013
Apr 26, 2013 at 7:55 AM UTC
How we give up ourselves
and we vote regardless
there is no choice
the House is ***** with lies
we can't dust under the rug
they'll take it all away from us
privacy, freedom, pleasure
we make quiet shouts
buy stock options
look at the figure head
like he's got something
my cyberspace is wide open
I might
drive a truck through theirs
yet, apathy prevails
pressure is building, though
I can feel it everywhere
it rumbles
Apr 20, 2013
Apr 20, 2013 at 10:38 AM UTC
You were disappointed
I said I believed in “God”
there may have been air quotes
I don’t know what it means
I can’t die into blackness
my carbon has science
I think it does
I might melt into the earth
she is cozy, warm in the center
I will save myself
and only look to you for comfort
I tried to show you my confusion
you had no response
the pain of silence reeks
your judgment is unforgiving
let’s not speak of this again
Apr 18, 2013
Apr 18, 2013 at 10:53 PM UTC
she is laid out before me
all of her glory
she lets my hands explore
I find truth
I find peace
senses overload
she gives me this
I, but a parasite
she orbits the sun
I scrape on her flesh
a pollutant
but she gives me all
all she can
my methods
organic
sustainable
proving my love
Apr 18, 2013
Apr 18, 2013 at 2:07 PM UTC
this isn't about you
but it could be
I want to be lost in the woods
lost in your arms
because we forgot the time
we escaped the path
discovered hidden salamanders
ate mystery berries
and survived
all of the mushrooms
our fingers touched
electrical arch
walk the woods with me
our minds wander
Apr 17, 2013
Apr 17, 2013 at 11:57 PM UTC
Looming gloom
a jaundiced sky
I look for swirls
coolness settles
it will rain like you
all over me
your hands
tap my flesh
I attend
this reign
usurped
Apr 17, 2013
Apr 17, 2013 at 1:57 PM UTC
Is it the sound of the 1960's
he's so fine?
Something like that.
He's out there in the ether
somewhere with me
a spirit flying high
magic carpet ride
we keep floating thoughts
and it grounds out
in green grass
Apr 16, 2013
Apr 16, 2013 at 11:07 PM UTC