mud wrestling
spine slipping through your ear
breathing wet earth
watching your demise
Dec 4, 2017
Dec 4, 2017 at 10:48 AM UTC
walking down the street
everyone asking
do you believe
lying in my bed
everyone dreaming
except me
some are falling
some are climbing
some just lost their way to the sky
some are shouting
some just whisper
some just have that look in their eyes
you're just one god away
from me
Jan 22, 2017
Jan 22, 2017 at 4:44 PM UTC
lightly she walked
softly the snow fell
quietly to fill her footprints
white and sweet
that my heart follows
May 27, 2016
May 27, 2016 at 9:13 PM UTC
oh coffee
rhymes with thee
so i decree
poetically
i love thee
May 26, 2016
May 26, 2016 at 6:25 PM UTC
Someday
I will belong
where everyone else is like me
silent but not awkward
all the charm
of rot
Someday
it won't be long
Feb 15, 2013
Feb 15, 2013 at 2:32 PM UTC
If we lined up in alphabetical order
of the gods that we believe in,
would the line be longer or shorter
than the demons we fight within?
If we believed in our sons and our daughters
without holy guns to force in their hands,
would our blood run colder or warmer
than the fires we set to win?
Spoiled spoils to the victor,
painted and perfumed with cancer
latent in the holy water
blessing the foolish dancer.
Jul 1, 2010
Jul 1, 2010 at 6:53 PM UTC