thanks to the basketful of maybe's
i collected
when we were one
it would seem
i'd be well equipped to deal
with the next one's indecisiveness
oh well.
Feb 20, 2019
Feb 20, 2019 at 2:43 PM UTC
i smiled .
i found it funny
that I made all the sense to him in the beginning
but now
i've blinded him
with all that is wrong with me .
Nov 25, 2018
Nov 25, 2018 at 2:54 PM UTC
serendipity
i've dipped in and out
the mountains i thought i moved took back their strength
and in the taking,
cracked open the ground
leaving me off-balance than before
yes, i should've fought back but
serendipity
i stay dipping in and out
there's no such thing as control
no such thing as handled
a loose grip
had me falling through the cracks
and as i fell onto hard times
the darkness welcomed me
so i stayed
. . .
Nov 14, 2018
Nov 14, 2018 at 5:52 PM UTC
serendipity
i dip in and out
i made a home of the 9th cloud
except the happiness i found leaked out
and spilt outside of the silver linings
..
Nov 11, 2018
Nov 11, 2018 at 4:57 PM UTC
still
i sat and watched him
try
to lift the heavy pieces of me
then try to break them up into smaller portions
but he couldn't
so i offered him my strength
as he does, he rejected it and swapped me with
"it's fine, i can handle it"
rubbing the tolerance onto his hands
"it's fine, i can handle you"
Jul 8, 2018
Jul 8, 2018 at 3:49 PM UTC
The second time
was at a celebration of souls
where creesed-up eye lids were adorned
with laughter and teeth confettied all around
i
in the midst of the vibe
had my mouth open in accordance with the dance of laughter
when your scent found my tongue
through conversations, amplified throat vibrations
it took a while to savour you flavour
for me to feel
"oh
its you again. "
i tried to spit you out like I do with the rest of them
but I didn't.
i couldn't.
you seeped into my conscious, strongheld my reasoning
and I still don't know who you are
what you are
how you are doing this
i'm just left blinded to everyone
and focused on feeling you
Mar 20, 2018
Mar 20, 2018 at 5:28 PM UTC
do you know nothing of obeying your roots
and not going wherever the wind blows
instead
setting standards and restricting movements with the wind
to show just how bending
is more truthful
than breaking .
Mar 15, 2018
Mar 15, 2018 at 9:23 AM UTC
The first time
was when I was walking down the street
alone
filtering through my thoughts, like I do
minding my own business, like I do
when your scent found my nose
through
street sewages & the dancing of the
trees,
wind
it jolted me, disturbed my personal missions
after which I turned around
in hopes that I would find you around me
so I could confront you face-to-face
instead, I was left to tilt my nose up at a degree lesser than my dignity
as I tried to follow the trail of your scent back to where it came from
only to get lost .
Mar 12, 2018
Mar 12, 2018 at 4:14 PM UTC
the Truth
its with kind regards
that you've been asked to avail yourself
excuse yourself
from our crying festivals and internal ridicules of should-have's,
to make an honest revelation of yourself.
i'd understand if you've gotten lost along the way
or forgotten the directions;
its been a while since your presence was requested
its just that right now
i’d really appreciate your attendance to the vulnerability.
i know you’ve noticed
i’ve conversed with tribes opposite to you long enough
i’ve testified against your whispers.
yes, its done nothing
but heighten my complexities and insecurities,
and disrupt my rhythm.
the rhythm I thought I could dance to on my own
without you taking the lead
or setting the record straight.
i’m sorry:
the times I stood you up
the unwanted plus one’s
the cancelled reservations,
but know that this one here
is just you and i
a table for two
and a serving of unseasoned confessions.
let me know when you can make it. . .
Dec 1, 2017
Dec 1, 2017 at 5:12 PM UTC
i have no problems with your light.
truely, my problems stay away from your light.
more-so to dodge your sight
your attention to detail
that has you judging them,
befriending them
and inviting them to every conversation you have with me.
they'd much rather give into the darkness
its where they
glow and stick
out from the rest of the particles hidden hostage in the darkness.
well,
there's intimacy here.
testifying to walls with unconditional secrecy
there's validation here.
with shame and awkward locked outside by security
there's freedom here,
a conversation unlike yours,
for confessions to undress lies and opinions
peeling them away to address the truth . . .
Nov 22, 2017
Nov 22, 2017 at 7:58 PM UTC