all i was trying to say is
i could die with you right here
and not regret a thing
i left my luggage on the conveyor belt
at dfw, i may not love you
right now
but maybe one day
we’ll look back and laugh
at what we both believed
Dec 29, 2025
Dec 29, 2025 at 12:27 AM UTC
i’ve been lying here too long
i’m disintegrating now
burning through the mattress and
the box spring to end up on the ground
and i guess it’s okay
if you want to be angry
i’ll be your punching bag
and i guess it’s fine
just don’t expect me to
put up any fight
come on, baby. be my theia
turn me into dust
let me revolve around you
i’ll make breakfast when we’re done
Dec 5, 2025
Dec 5, 2025 at 10:53 PM UTC
can’t fight, can’t remember
where we left off
left on, the bulb died
left off, eternal night
Nov 30, 2025
Nov 30, 2025 at 12:44 AM UTC
she said it’s my “nuances”
she said it’s my cool blue eyes
and laid back vibes
who are you to decide.
i had a list of my accomplishments
come on, let’s go for a ride
i show you all the places in town
where my insecurities like to hide
Nov 21, 2025
Nov 21, 2025 at 5:35 PM UTC
one interstate and worlds away
spraying paint and flights delayed
setting flames through the haze
that lays over toasted blades of grass
just hold my hand in case we crash
Oct 18, 2025
Oct 18, 2025 at 4:37 PM UTC
i drink my last
and watch your shape through the glass
the persuasive nature of that mosaic
still sneaking sips as crisp as apple cinnamon
speaking snippets in the mist, i’m listening
you live in villages adorned in little trinkets
i wonder if they think of your lips
and begin to grin again
Aug 27, 2025
Aug 27, 2025 at 11:30 PM UTC
the day i found myself inside
the gentle graveyard of your eyes
i feel a certain sense of longing
for an analog state of mind
the rims around the windows dimmed
by grey clouds passing by
we serve to remind each other
why we chose to die
Aug 25, 2025
Aug 25, 2025 at 8:12 AM UTC
choice words with the bots at work about the weather.
they tell me the moisture makes their joints stick together.
they want to wait until the rain passes
so we collect overtime and talk about cassius.
Aug 12, 2025
Aug 12, 2025 at 10:10 PM UTC
steam-powered, i’ve seen the towers
both of them, miles and miles and miles
and miles and miles away
i keep checking everyday
Aug 7, 2025
Aug 7, 2025 at 9:43 PM UTC
the last remaining captive
tentacles splayed, stretching across the canvas
scratching at scabs and still stranded
building sandcastles with a shredded mast
Aug 3, 2025
Aug 3, 2025 at 10:20 PM UTC