My feet patter barefoot
Across the hardwood floor
As I set out crumbs for the ghosts
The doors, they squeak,
The floorboards creak,
And I hear them drawing close
When you patter barefoot
On the hardwood floor,
I'll come knocking at 12:03
There I’ll stand, a silhouette,
And wonder:
Will you set crumbs out for me?
May 25, 2025
May 25, 2025 at 3:22 PM UTC
"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"
May 24, 2025
May 24, 2025 at 9:17 PM UTC
But what if the world ends tomorrow?
All the things left unsaid
All the kisses never given
All the moments never shared—
Where will they go?
Will they hover in the air
In the stagnant debris
Of a world ended?
All the things we held back
When we thought we had
All the time in the world
Will float aimlessly
Waiting for a place to land
But there is no place to land
For the world has ended
There is nowhere left to go
If I wait to say I love you
I might wake up one morning
And find you’re no longer there
And the flowers hidden in my closet
Will have nowhere to go
And if I wait to say I’m sorry
You might never know
And if the world ends tomorrow,
You might never hold me again
What if we kissed for the last time?
What if the last words we said
Echo through a lost eternity?
I would rather have made a million mistakes
Than stand in black
Holding a rose you never saw
May 24, 2025
May 24, 2025 at 6:13 PM UTC
Pebbles are the ocean’s stars
Little treasures from her home
The tide rolls in like a child’s palm
And hands us these small stones
They’re smooth and dull and small
And not at all celestial
But stars cannot be skipped or held
And stones are just as special
They don’t glimmer like the stars
And they won’t grant your wishes
But they roll in in multitudes
Like a thousand ocean kisses
And just like the bright stars
Look watchful from above you
The ocean gives us pebbles
As a way to say “I love you”
May 23, 2025
May 23, 2025 at 10:15 PM UTC
The birds start singing early in the summer
I hear them before I’m fully awake
And the warm breeze rustles my curtains
And causes the leaves and flowers to shake
When I come downstairs, the sunbeams
Spread from the window onto the floor
And light the kitchen with an orange haze
When I unlock and open the door
We bring our coffee onto the porch
So we can watch the birds while we drink
And you peel a couple oranges for us
While we sit and talk and think
The citrusy smell fills the air
When you set the peels out to dry
You arrange the slices on the plate
And set it on my thigh
It reminds me of when I was little
From sunrise till sunset I’d play
And run to the porch to eat orange slices
To keep the hunger away
May 23, 2025
May 23, 2025 at 9:54 PM UTC