Are you unhappy with how we hold hands?
When every finger fits?
Does my beard tickle or prickle?
Or does it turn you on?
A silly, little, fickle thing,
To cast my doubts upon
Does my voice scratch or scrape?
Does it surprise and delight?
Or does it swallow you
In the endless ocean of night?
Can I make you happy?
And have enough to spare?
Or am I driving on empty?
Too gone to care
Aug 18, 2022
Aug 18, 2022 at 10:03 PM UTC
there I watch my whole life
somewhere between the earth and sky
Thankful that we never parted empty-hearted
Thankful that we never even made a sound
And with everything you brought in
You never let me hit the ground
Jul 7, 2019
Jul 7, 2019 at 3:32 PM UTC
Afraid of what lies beneath the surface
I retreat into familiar lands
That hold me close in barbarous arms
And in the night I see him
Turning in his dreams
Sobbing/\ laughing, until/\until
The earth becomes too much to bear
And he is alone again
His father came to him without words
"I Fear Myself" was what he said
And in the morning I awake
To see him in the mirror
May 6, 2019
May 6, 2019 at 10:03 PM UTC
I look to my bedroom wall
And escape into a thousand lifetimes
Cascading into brilliant gems of
Liminal reflection... caught!
Only to slip away again into the edges of forever
Apr 22, 2019
Apr 22, 2019 at 2:38 AM UTC
My dreams of you are (have become) a heavy blanket:
a lie to bathe by, a comfort I drown in.
As every radio static memory blends into infinite color.
It becomes so hard to imagine that you were always really there.
And worn as I am, can you hear them?
And now I am, so afraid.
With silent anticipation,
Dec 26, 2018
Dec 26, 2018 at 10:23 PM UTC
I could tell you about our time
Of two people lost in a fire
I could tell you of warm satin
Warping the edges of forever
Melded by hot tears, unable to
Quench the darkened well inside my heart
It was a time when everything
Was forever and
nothing
Was never again
And every word we spoke was a tidal wave
Deliberate… Constant… Always…
And then it was no more
Oh how quickly you rocked
Back and forth
Back and forth
Sobbing like a child
In that instant
I could feel your soul
Being so honest with me
For the very first time
Dec 23, 2018
Dec 23, 2018 at 9:04 PM UTC
I wish I had my own quiet corner of the world
Where I could be my quiet self
And not have to think so much about
Where I left my head
Nov 25, 2018
Nov 25, 2018 at 11:13 AM UTC
I'm beginning to cross the end
Shorn away from mother's side
Distant shores steal stolen glances
And break away with the tide
Let me speak, sweet child in crimson
My whispers cut through rivers,
Valleys and streams
Of forgotten breath
And broken being
I left his head in a puddle of blood
Wave after wave,
A broken being
I went to lie by the shore
Something so still you would not believe
Forever isn't always
In the land of broken being
Nov 19, 2018
Nov 19, 2018 at 1:23 PM UTC
Mother can you hear the violence?
Mother can you hear the violence?
Father can you feel the space?
I’m dragging my dreams through the darkness
Where silence and shame
Lap longingly against my sides
I’m searching the stars for
Little surrenders and quiet misgivings
To take away what
I wish I never knew
Nov 17, 2018
Nov 17, 2018 at 11:59 AM UTC