So we both know how this ends.
When I close my eyes I can hear it
thrum, can march to the very beat of it
And yes, I know you don’t love me. Treat me like a piece of real estate
Cracking my head open like an egg
And seeing putried yellow spill out from the inside.
But bodies are boring now, I want to see that heart everyone fusses about.
Go on Charlie, show me another side, what’s hiding
Under all that skin and leather.
Sep 1, 2021
Sep 1, 2021 at 12:55 PM UTC
He's too earnest to lie to me,
the same way that dogs kept in kennels
don't leave after the latch has been unlocked,
When he tells me I'm a kind person,
the shame of it
almost cripples me.
Dec 5, 2020
Dec 5, 2020 at 7:06 AM UTC
In a call center:
Hunched over the monitor,
he puts his fist in his mouth and
cries.
Nov 5, 2020
Nov 5, 2020 at 11:53 PM UTC
Before, I would have jumped into the ring for you. I would have swallowed tar. Fistfight, bad nights. This fleshy body, these calloused hands-
Apology has become a defense mechanism,
because a mouth sounds stupid when it asks
for reassurance.
All I've ever asked for is one ******* Tuesday night
where you gave a ****
whatever, whatever.
And I-
I am scared,
of your silence.
After indie games and bad films,
my credit card, your bills
The absence of answer
an answer in of itself.
Aug 24, 2020
Aug 24, 2020 at 8:51 AM UTC
In the backseat of your Audi, the three o clock shadow
slants across your face like a threat, makes you look
dangerous. Makes you look
interesting.
So what do you do?
I tell you
I write.
What does that mean?
It means walking into a crowd and getting lost in your head. It means finding loose change in your heart. Means the world is your dysfunctional, perpetually disappointed, ailing mother. Means this isn't going to last.
But all you see is a silver smile.
Aug 2, 2020
Aug 2, 2020 at 10:32 AM UTC
in the east, they tell you
that beauty is something you
work for.
lactic acid, hydroquinine
my fickle beauty time machine-
I stand naked before him
wondering how can I ever be anything
but a body.
Jul 19, 2020
Jul 19, 2020 at 1:10 AM UTC
His mouth against my lips
turns my philosophy into nonsense
puts his hands on my hips and makes me
feel like I'm just a girl,
makes me feel
okay
to be just that.
Loving him is so easy it scares me because
I've never known
easy love.
He's not perfect, like you were.
But he's ******* real;
and when he laughs in the glint of the pool light-
I don't think I've wanted anything more.
Jun 22, 2020
Jun 22, 2020 at 5:51 AM UTC
My brother takes me bowling.
I'm upset again, another
exam, or a breakup or some other
stupid ****
But he goads me-
You're just scared you'll lose
I beat him 67 to 25.
I did win, he grins later.
You're smiling.
.
Apr 25, 2020
Apr 25, 2020 at 1:00 PM UTC
He liked my smile but
not my laugh.
He liked my sarcasm
but hated my scars.
Between hello and we need to talk
I wanted the world and all he could give me were
three idiot words.
Apr 8, 2020
Apr 8, 2020 at 3:24 AM UTC
The traffic lights
blur your reflection in
a puddle on 6th street-
You're stalling, saying something like
The world is quiet here
grocery stores and
train stations with
names like liverpool, kingston
lundmouth, maurist
You broke my heart here years ago, Mari
saying all those pretty words.
I get by just fine without you these days. I make
tea for one,
dress up for none,
I can walk every street in this ******* city
but this one.
Mari, it's just us now.
I'm all out of love.
I'm all out of everything.
There are no cameras rolling now darling,
So just say it.
Mar 29, 2020
Mar 29, 2020 at 8:54 AM UTC