If I could
pinpoint the
exact moment
your breath
touched mine
washed me over
in ocean waves
sea creatures glowing
in delightful recognition
as the seedlings
of connection
shimmied into our being
and, dancing within me
in its own lifeforce
your mind a living,
breathing animal
your heart, purring
and whirring its sacred forces
into my molecular structures
your soul throbbing
in mitochondric pulsing
(*oh what
a delicious vibration
of ribosomes*)
Between us, we hold
the true treasures
close, in frothy
tenderness
a purity of the expanse
of our universe,
swathed in prismatic color
colors that shift,
these fresh hues
for which there are no name
they are lucid and fine-woven
as silk histories
yet deep as earthcore
your eyes, voice
are forever burned
into my own
every day scriptures
that rock my shattered parts
into wholeness
and,
like ancient magic,
I conjure forth
the holy gospel
rising from our bones
every second of
every minute
as our deepest fires
our most secret filth
our murky corners
our darkest hours
we weave into light
brilliant and lustrous
multi-layered in the richest
folds of the earth
and as you place me
upon the shores
of your garland-graced
throne
Now I'm alive in a new
kind of light
and
all I can do
is love
and love
and love
Feb 7, 2018
Feb 7, 2018 at 11:04 AM UTC
Second choice
Backup plan
***** call
When all else fails
They are all the same thing.
They are all Me.
Feb 7, 2018
Feb 7, 2018 at 9:16 AM UTC
You could put a bullet through my brain, and I'd still miss you in hell.
Feb 7, 2018
Feb 7, 2018 at 8:56 AM UTC
I'm everybody's nightmare and nobody's dream
Feb 6, 2018
Feb 6, 2018 at 3:49 PM UTC
sad how girls nowadays
think they need to be thinner
to be prettier
to be more "natural"
to be beautiful
how can a society
expect this
when it covers itself in lies
it bathes in toxins
it spreads self hate
it isnt fair
(s.q)
Feb 6, 2018
Feb 6, 2018 at 3:49 PM UTC
mum cried into my shoulder
and told me to never e v e r
leave her. to never give up
to never die. i told her i wouldnt
i promised. i dont want to fail her
ever. i wont die. i wont.
(s.q)
Feb 6, 2018
Feb 6, 2018 at 3:48 PM UTC
ive recignised
my struggles
as a bird
flying into the
harsh bashing wind
as everyone watches.
giving up
means
f a l l i n g
and yet everyone
can see im going
no where
but backwards
(s.q)
Feb 6, 2018
Feb 6, 2018 at 3:48 PM UTC
all i need
is your lips on my skin
and your hands on my hips
and magically
i feel
alive
(s.q)
Feb 6, 2018
Feb 6, 2018 at 3:48 PM UTC
im better
not fixed
not perfect
but better
the medications cleared my head like wind off the sea
i cant remember the last time i had a clear thought
70ml prozac along with a mix of anti psychosis to sleep with
i wake up more often not hating my life
im not suicidal
i still want pain
but i want to live
Feb 6, 2018
Feb 6, 2018 at 3:48 PM UTC
I am no longer sure if I wish more to be
a poet,
or a poem,
or if I even wish to be
at all.
Feb 6, 2018
Feb 6, 2018 at 3:47 PM UTC