I can
Never stop
Thinking about
When you were gone
She left your
Old used towel
Slumped on the floor
Right where you
Left it.
Nov 6, 2020
Nov 6, 2020 at 1:29 AM UTC
Today I am an oil painting
Slick and wet, a fever dream
I am your "angel" in the outfield
Screaming
And you want me
to comb your every hair?
Lap up every shorn tendril?
With pride
We keep petting ourselves
Asking who bakes for the baker
Nov 6, 2020
Nov 6, 2020 at 12:50 AM UTC
Kirsten blew his head off,
in front of me.
and all I could see was blood on the wall
and a feeling of happiness
A feeling of
pure
Happiness
It was sun kissed,
hazy and warm
****** suicides Kirsten blew your head off
In the bathroom
With a shotgun.
Why did I wake up?
Nov 6, 2020
Nov 6, 2020 at 12:46 AM UTC
Do you know what I dream about?
Pine trees with long blue flowers,
heads like trumpets
My whole family massacred in a house with good lighting
During a game of hide and seek
And everything is so green
And beautiful
Nov 6, 2020
Nov 6, 2020 at 12:42 AM UTC
In the night
When our shadows barely touch
anymore
I'm found running towards the moon
Anything that bares strange light
Pulling odd darkness from the tips of my toes
Your heart is as opacus
And as full of serects
as the grey matter that makes up my mind
Aug 18, 2016
Aug 18, 2016 at 5:20 PM UTC
Your ice storm continues
Only
pausing to smell the frost bitten roses
Of your own creation
On your own time
Wrapping your young in fridged walls that resemble egg shells
Call that spring
Call it summer
It’s
always the same
And now, the youngest
She’s taking it to heart
It’s
coming out in deep breathes
Of toxic air
She's named them, Tina
She wants to set flame to it all
I think I’ll let her
I
Think
I think
I’ll save her
And then watch it burn
Aug 14, 2016
Aug 14, 2016 at 6:21 AM UTC
Grocery sack full of orange soda
And Hot Cheetos.
It’s the only thing that brings some excitement in those bobble eyes.
Eyes like the moon.
Mom says.
Aug 14, 2016
Aug 14, 2016 at 6:14 AM UTC
I’d rather feel the pavement
I’d rather skin my knees
I’d rather feel the warm rust
underneath this
gross flesh
I’d rather tounge my own
wounds
My own
forgiveness would feel better
Aug 14, 2016
Aug 14, 2016 at 6:12 AM UTC
He didn’t give her time
Just ripped the petals
with not even enough thought to ask
She loves me, she loves me not.
She loves me
She loves me not
He just stained them pretty blue
Like the blue that attracts birds to the sky
He didn’t even explain how gravity worked.
Children need that
Aug 14, 2016
Aug 14, 2016 at 6:03 AM UTC
We saw Godzilla today
I ate too much candy
I gave my doppelgänger a ride home
A home that has never been mine
It’s never really been hers either
She was so ******* excited to ride in my car
It made my stomach hurt
So excited to listen to my playlist
It made me want to jump out of the car
With her on my back
A left turn into suburbia would have led me to my “childhood” home
I wanted to weep with the willow they tore down in that park
Instead I took a right onto dodge
And threw up
Aug 14, 2016
Aug 14, 2016 at 5:53 AM UTC