to fill my thoughts with august
so the sunlight and fireflies
can drip like honey
brim, spill over-
to the hidden, dark places
of my soul
and they only become
sunburnt
and wither
too much love, they retreat
is this the path to insanity?
is this the path to enlightenment?
do either exist?
is there any difference?
Oct 5, 2022
Oct 5, 2022 at 12:03 AM UTC
i have been given flowers
a tabula rasa of red and pink and green
and i have held them to my heart and smiled
but i have never been in love
i have endured champagne drizzled kisses
dancing in the blue night with you
with nothing but the smell
of you, sweat, and petrichor
but i have never been in love
i have cried at your distance
my skin so cold and bare
no number of sheets could warm me
yearning for your touch
but i have never been in love
and you have done the same
so why does your heart swell for me
like a broken wave
while mine lies silent
on some distant beach
i have never been in love
Dec 7, 2021
Dec 7, 2021 at 2:34 PM UTC
the waves etch the land
the sea near where my home is,
a silver seat in the solitary rock,
draws maps in the sand
with the plumes of her waves
sad and languid turmoil
embrace the shore; and pile it up again
the senseless, endless, shapes of nature
i lack the ***** to understand her
Sep 2, 2021
Sep 2, 2021 at 11:39 AM UTC
like aromatic plums in the plum tree
i will ripen and sink into the earth
and while bugs run over my skin
and i bleed a deep bruised purple and
fade into the soil my fragrance forgotten
you will laugh from the branches still
infinitely green
Sep 2, 2021
Sep 2, 2021 at 11:36 AM UTC
the fish
was pulled up too quickly
by that sparkling line
guts tangled to that rusted hoop
and his swim bladder filled
so he lay on the surface
flapping
abandoned by the fisherman
one wild barren eye
took in the sky
and the flashing white wings
of the gulls
and their sharp beaks
i sat in the bow
and watched nature take its toll
on another helpless soul
Apr 19, 2021
Apr 19, 2021 at 8:30 PM UTC
hearing your name
feels like drowning in the wind
in a dark molasses trap
kicking away sticky sheets from clammy skin
you are my skin
i cannot peel you off
Feb 4, 2021
Feb 4, 2021 at 6:16 PM UTC
half celestial
on the wet-metalled gorge
sprayed with crushed golden
fractals of starry reflection
all glinting, rolling clouds
lashings of precious raindrops
into a hidden alcove,
a fissure in the stone
the rinds of the stars above
reflect in the salt foam
glistening with effervescence
at the sight of hidden gemstones within
Dec 6, 2020
Dec 6, 2020 at 8:40 AM UTC
my hopes
my dreams
lay bloated and moist
decaying
somewhere among the trees
a half-forgotten burial
Dec 6, 2020
Dec 6, 2020 at 7:53 AM UTC
you would be so violent
so hot and bright
that the gum
would boil off the pavements
Nov 9, 2020
Nov 9, 2020 at 11:04 AM UTC
the sunlight toiling on
my night time skin
you stretch me, cover me
in morning kisses
drench me with orange
monarch butterflies
your warm voice
as the bristling sun crests the window sill
is the only thing i live for
Nov 8, 2020
Nov 8, 2020 at 8:07 AM UTC