We hang in the void
between two ancient beings,
their skin grey and cracking,
their arms stretching high.
We take in the moments
and count them like tree rings,
our hearts soaring freely
as birds in the sky.
May 1, 2018
May 1, 2018 at 11:02 PM UTC
A wisp of grass
'neath gentle sun.
A chance to dance,
to leap and run.
A gust of wind,
now warm and wet,
that hints at hot -
though not quite yet.
The birds they chirp,
and bells are rung,
the time is nigh -
this spring has sprung
Mar 29, 2018
Mar 29, 2018 at 4:18 PM UTC
I used to love reading
writing
learning
science
art
You.
apathy overtook me,
and I've watched my life slip by in ruins
with blurry eyes
and a hazy mind.
now I'm learning that
when you drink enough whiskey
it tastes
almost
like
love.
Mar 27, 2018
Mar 27, 2018 at 6:17 PM UTC
I shed my skin
in hopes of one day
waking with
memories of
fatal interactions intact
reacting to outside forces
rather than feeling feelings
I need to analyze
the rhymes I'm providing
and find myself once more
open the door
to the inside of my mind
and find who i am
behind all the walls I've built
pretty for other people to see
it ain't me
ain't us
ain't the me we need to be right now
or ever again
maybe begin
to question all the sins
we've been living in
these decades running together
like watercolor on a rainy day
make the pain go away
find our way to the end I pray
Mar 19, 2018
Mar 19, 2018 at 2:17 PM UTC
the feel of a scribble
a sentence
a sense of misdirection
of lips on skin
affection
back off my baseline i'm running scared from something i can't see
lips on lips on ***** on me
lose myself in the back of my skull
let the words come from somewhere
fumbling bumbling like bees
nowhere to be seen
break my spine bending backwards for people with no intention of staying
cry so violently the earth rumbles and shakes around me
lose my temper like a volcano
lose friends like it's my profession
confess my sins to gods who were never listening
praise my own name
I am light
I am power
I am blood made from iron and flesh born from a ****** womb
write my way to a padded room
baby sized coffins for shoes
why fear mortality when all i want is to sleep forever
let my love rain down like shooting stars
burn it down until the pain stops
regrow like a pine barren
death every night
rebirth every morning
disorienting dualistic cycles of existence
endless circles down the drain
so just ******* kiss me
Mar 19, 2018
Mar 19, 2018 at 1:29 PM UTC
I spoke with the ocean
and told her all about you,
how your flowing waves of green
remind me of her gentle blue.
I spoke about your eyes,
and the feel of every kiss.
She listened and she nodded,
and she said to write you this.
I spoke of our time together,
our sails flying at full mast.
This ship we've built is sturdy;
I have faith that it will last.
Mar 18, 2018
Mar 18, 2018 at 7:12 PM UTC
I met a boy
away from home
rolling across the way.
He made me feel
less alone
and lead my heart astray.
Though we spoke
and shared a kiss
we parted all the same.
My one regret
I was remiss
and don’t recall his name.
May 31, 2015
May 31, 2015 at 1:55 PM UTC
Tonight let's go to my place,
light some candles, lock the door.
We'll have your dainty wrists and ankles
bound and shackled on the floor.
Those bright red rosebud lips
will scream my name and beg for more.
I've got some plans for you
my fragile love - my filthy *****
Nov 18, 2014
Nov 18, 2014 at 4:10 PM UTC
Once we were children
wandering in the woods without a care
drinking milk and playing pretend
the world was bright and beautiful
and the people we loved were always there
and the only thing we were scared of was the dark
and my father walked out of my life
and I let him.
Then we were teenagers
frequenting the bowling alley Friday night
chugging monster and shooting pool
the world felt a little colder
and the people we loved were slitting their wrists
and everyone was so afraid of growing up
and a boy put his hand in my pants
and I let him.
Now we are shaky adults
haunting local bars and frat basements
sipping whiskey and smoking joints
the world is a horrible place
and the people we love are never coming back
and we've seen all there is to fear
and all the boys want to **** me
and sometimes I let them.
Nov 18, 2014
Nov 18, 2014 at 3:57 PM UTC
You were the perfect storm;
you came in and uprooted my innocence
introducing me to things I'd never known.
The ground trembled and split from your love
and I fell down into the abyss that remained.
You were the perfect storm;
a strong, steady earthquake forever changing
the landscape of my heart and mind.
No one will ever have the power over me
and my entire being that you once held.
For that I am grateful.
Nov 18, 2014
Nov 18, 2014 at 3:38 PM UTC