Breathtaker
unknowingly
herself
to be capable of splitting atoms
[of unrelinquished hearts]
of striking chords
[of graveyard whispers]
of swimming endlessly
[of setting suns]
Breathtaker
veiledly
herself
in imitation smiles
[in huntress stripes]
in doe-eyed brilliance
[in one thousand yards]
in cocktail laughter
[in autumnal sighs]
Breathtaker
suffocating
us all
Aug 27, 2014
Aug 27, 2014 at 6:03 PM UTC
Her eyes
were the faded green
of summer leaving
for the fall
Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 11:55 AM UTC
springtime artistry:
floral inkblots bleeding through
winter’s blank canvas
Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 11:47 AM UTC
flask of kerosene
accompanied by matches
problems housed no more
Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 11:46 AM UTC
She smiles in that hurt way,
with clasped hands resting
where I couldn’t go
She leans over and whispers,
ruby red syllables caressing my ear,
“But you have to”.
Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 11:45 AM UTC
Brochures of tourist traps,
read aloud from the passenger seat, spoken in
ambivalence;
never closer to our
destination, but
only further away from
nowhere.
Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 11:44 AM UTC
The scarecrow,
guts strewn across
a rotted kingdom,
a rusted relic of a dying land
watching the seasons
forget the fields,
watching the roots
of faith become the dust
Burlap martyr;
Set to warrant,
left to waste
Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 11:43 AM UTC
Her evening breath
tasted of
cool peppermint.
Her sweetest scent
wrapped around
my fingertips.
Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 11:40 AM UTC