Sorry,
I am without resent,
and present,
always too gone,
in a sprint,
in nowhere,
to here,
until now,
precipitously, me,
screaming sorry,
in little letters,
because the big ones are in tatters,
you won.
5d ago
May 30, 2026 at 11:47 AM UTC
Veins, so artfully existing,
beneath the skin,
supple, pale, colours,
Disdain, in her eyes,
so commonplace yet perfect,
it hurts,
clothless, too pure,
cloudless skies,
bleeding in public,
Reclined, and unkind,
mastress, too unbothered,
to understand,
I beg to answer your every desire
5d ago
May 30, 2026 at 11:43 AM UTC
Writing in circles,
hurting in spirals,
Red brushes,
with death,
Sickly horses,
emaciated voices,
standing alone in the dirt,
covered in a dusty cloak,
I'm croaked, like a toad,
clamouring for the flies,
adorned with lily pads,
singing about letting go.
5d ago
May 30, 2026 at 11:31 AM UTC
Disaster at my fingertips, yet again,
flame ridden digits, riding against the wind,
I call myself sin, for the sake,
of not being forsaken,
or some other cursed rationalization,
Bedridden, stricken with commas,
leaving me comatose,
she is the sheen,
the wreathe of the sheathe,
the witch of the blade,
Hiding beneath the trees,
among the bees,
searched for within the seas,
look around, we were everything,
Love.
5d ago
May 30, 2026 at 11:22 AM UTC
Light in the dark,
I question your dismay,
call into question the rain in this may,
somehow no clouds in the sky, yet a tyrant rain,
finds me without a chance to fight, small and prey,
on my knees, such a sight, begging while I pray,
I see you seeing the lines I write, with existence as my way,
not a pen, nor a pencil,
not soul nor spirit,
simply living,
an action,
like spilled ink,
All together let us say,
the horrors tossed our way,
without fear, only silence,
rememberance.
May 26
May 26, 2026 at 12:07 PM UTC
Okay, forgive me, if I'm here too long,
I don't ever know how to leave,
spit on my face, I stayed and couldn't be,
anywhere else, and I also couldn't disappear.
The disconnect began with blows to the head,
a plethora of names, given and taken, found and lost,
fear she wouldn't return, was also fear of no further burns,
the guards outside, have knives for me too,
how much was my fault, I thought none,
but now I come to think,
it's probably more than some,
Everywhere, and nowhere,
in hearts against their own minds,
i am grateful i don't bleed,
im happy i can see,
to have two feet,
I love you, even on beat, on repeat,
may we live in spite of everything.
May 21
May 21, 2026 at 1:36 PM UTC
sunrise, while the stars fight, battling for the stage,
a giggle, fields of grass, and endless snacks,
butterflies, watching my brother soar the sky,
moths in the audience, on the green seats,
they say clouds billow, i'll say they blow
themselves up for the beauty of the scene,
paint brushes and a will to brush things off,
wipe the palette clean, just sit with ease,
the air feels so amazing, and simply being,
a part of the easel, nibbling on a cheese roll,
so many bad things, and yet we sing,
past the plane's crash, without laughs,
insecticide and beautiful skies with no will to love them,
we paint, and wipe the palette clean
May 21
May 21, 2026 at 1:24 PM UTC
Tattoos beneath my eyes that you can't ever see,
lakes, and pretty birds destroy me, haha,
laugh with me so I feel less like the lone me,
Take a trip, on a ship, into where my love used to be,
im holding on to her, you can't see me, im underneath,
protecting her, with all of me, because she's all of me,
I, see behind your eyes, seeing me,
I see it too, in beats of two,
wavering, not saying,
I am left behind,
but you are too kind,
in a world that is all too clear,
I steer,
to the bottom,
and just like that,
I'm gone.
May 20
May 20, 2026 at 8:40 AM UTC
I have a thing for you, that's for me,
you'll know you're never supposed to use it,
but you won't be able to control it,
your body won't say a thing, only do,
We knew it had to come to this,
but pink streaks in the sky,
such a sight to see and be under,
and wonder like neither of us are a person,
outside of love, vibrating past,
the purse,
the bag,
the greatest grab or gab,
just thunder reverberating within the wings of birds,
my favorite starlings, darlings of the heart,
now symbolizing hurt,
but I'm just singing from the dirt,
in some place at some time,
all we know is love.
May 20
May 20, 2026 at 8:14 AM UTC
Bop, bob,
side-to-side,
digits like pretzeled onions,
smile like an unraveled whip,
same contour as the grandest of banana peel slips,
sun with sunglasses, grinning,
I'm in the hallway when I shouldn't be, with no slip,
questions have my eyes feeling pretzeled onions,
smiling like im not falling off a bike,
about to be,
side-to-side,
chinning the ground, against the cracks of life's whip,
It always seems like she's crying,
and sometimes I realize it's just me,
Also, there's almost, and then there's just not a thing,
nothing,
but a painting existing like a disease,
where the only question is
why...
May 20
May 20, 2026 at 7:57 AM UTC