I'm spinning and I may be bleeding
Disconnected from my nerves
My arteries line up for a cleaning
A redirection of their purpose served
It's winter in my heart
And though we're cold states far apart
I'll be your port in the storm
If after I save you; you carry me home
My neck is twisting with the walls
That must be closing in
They must be closing in cause I cannot grow tall
And I cannot divide from you
It's winter in my heart
And though we're cold states far apart
I'll be your storm in the port
If after I hurt you; you carry me home.
The windows stark above my head
They reach down with their silver threads
And twist round my neck sickly bright
A beacon in the darkest night
It's winter in my port
And though we're cold states far apart
You'll be my storm in heart
If after you hurt me we're finally home
Apr 23, 2011
Apr 23, 2011 at 9:58 PM UTC
I'll be your port in the storm
If after I save you
You carry me home
Apr 9, 2011
Apr 9, 2011 at 11:25 PM UTC
Home is sliced into little parts
And people carry a single tiny piece in their hearts
Mar 20, 2011
Mar 20, 2011 at 6:34 PM UTC
We're the dirt inside your trash bins
The lonely, awkward has-beens
Dead for the night
Could you turn on the light?
Mar 20, 2011
Mar 20, 2011 at 6:14 PM UTC
The ghost on the other side of the bed
Is thin in bones
And thick with need
He
Is tired and reaches a hand out
To touch me
He
Is years in the future
While I'm tucked into the past
He
Fingers the duvet between us
And offers a smile
He
Searches inside my eyes
For secrets I want him to find
The ghost on the other side of the bed
Disappears
And I crash into sleep
Feb 11, 2011
Feb 11, 2011 at 9:03 AM UTC
When you were pale,
I sent you blood and sun
So you could live to see the Spring
When you were alone,
I stayed by your side
Every hour of every night
When you were silent,
I gave you my words
So you could think again
But here I am,
Alone and afraid
Because the girl inside your mind?
She's most assuredly not me.
Feb 9, 2011
Feb 9, 2011 at 7:21 PM UTC
Sometimes I lay suspended
Between dreams and waking
I hold the pillowcase
I know to be your t shirt
I feel a phantom
I know to be your arm
I feel my heartbeat
I know to be yours
And when I wake
I spend my days
Searching for the warmth
You give me in my dreams
Jan 30, 2011
Jan 30, 2011 at 11:17 PM UTC
When I'm with you
The sky turns itself on
And though it's always raining
And the green is omnipresent
When I see your skewed glasses
The clouds are a little brighter
Jan 29, 2011
Jan 29, 2011 at 7:08 PM UTC
Do not weep over my grave
Do not waste your tears and lilies
Do not clutch at the hand of your almost lover
Do not read a eulogy
Do not pretend to have liked me
Anymore than you were forced to love me
Do not have a party
Do not celebrate my life
Do not force my memory
All I ask is take my ashes
Away and to the sea
And bury me below the waves
Do not waste your life to miss me
Jan 27, 2011
Jan 27, 2011 at 6:07 PM UTC
The walls of
wire
The stronghold of
arrows
The violet streaked
eyelids
Her cheek on your
shoulder
I see your
defenses
I long to
dismantle
Jan 5, 2011
Jan 5, 2011 at 9:39 PM UTC