too much, too fast
gorging each bit
each morsel
the brain begins to swell
the eyes flitting
unconsciously
unable to close
firm and certain
like a lid over a container not made for it
(yet still pushing... hoping it was the right one)
has it been 10 years?
has it really been - no - 10 years?
sleeping
awoken by
a shard of glass
sticking out from the
chest in the attempt
to reach for
something inside...
if there was yet
anything left inside
just to see if the dust
for so long has settled
on memories, no longer there
is it time to sleep again?
Apr 29, 2020
Apr 29, 2020 at 6:20 AM UTC
Drink some water
Take a deep breath
Have some discipline
And energy.
Always have energy.
Feb 7, 2019
Feb 7, 2019 at 3:24 AM UTC
When you're failing at everything,
it's time to stop talking
[cry]
and then start doing.
And keep doing.
Sep 23, 2017
Sep 23, 2017 at 6:51 AM UTC
so many empty spaces
around me.
i cannot place where to go.
my heart yearns for more.
yet my energy is faltering.
Sep 23, 2017
Sep 23, 2017 at 6:50 AM UTC
dare to be awake,
––don't dare
be awake
every minute
every hour
every day
as you watch people pass by
as you receive the ocean's breeze
as the sand freeze your feet
as the people you love cry
as you linger
as you say hi
as you take that first bite
as hear your own footsteps
as you squeeze shampoo onto your hand
as you close every car door
as you fall
as you gasp for air after 40 laps in the pool
as you touch hands
as you feel wool
as your teeth chatter in the cold
as you brace the sun's heat on your cheeks
as you place your earring into place
as you lose your wallet
as you bite your lip
as you tear up after yawning
as your insides are mixed up into feelings of longing
as your heart beats beside someone you want
as you rest your head on the hard train window
...
as you sleep
as you die
pay attention
be awake
Jul 20, 2015
Jul 20, 2015 at 8:36 PM UTC
A cold January night
All curled up under blankets
The tears were shaken sideways as
She stared at the book before her
The story wasn't sad. Not at all.
Apr 5, 2015
Apr 5, 2015 at 7:19 AM UTC
That the faintest light blares a spectra
of peach, lavender, and lemon
with an abeyance of smoke, stark white
would awaken a dizzy dozen
Just two hours ago they were of
intoxicated madness
eyes burned by the dancing sea of salt, the moving stars of dust
by loud, blistering laughs, forgetful kisses
(under the haloed crystal ball)
now, it peeps, the faint light
hiding but ready to shine, ready to die
but why chase it at the process of
its rise and fall
when at noon, the dozen cowers,
detests its scorching gall
That attention is paid to this beginning and end
one blink, then the dozen looks away
for the light has revealed the sand on their knees
for the darkness has left them hanging, searching
for a faint light to chase, then bypass all day
Apr 5, 2015
Apr 5, 2015 at 12:27 AM UTC
today was enough
the walk around that art installation entitled THE GRID
where the artist has nylon strings strapped from ground to sky, meant for the setting sun to shine upon
through craft pull out stores called WOLFE+HUNTR and HEY KESSY
that bakery called LUCCA and their bad tuna sandwich
a saturday riddled with simplicities
questions asked and then answered
emails sent and taut conversations with a high-strung aunt
today was enough
my blood test screams NORMAL platelet count
268 from wednesday's 31
music says it's alright
today was enough
Mar 14, 2015
Mar 14, 2015 at 6:39 AM UTC
"with every date it gets harder"
-who said that?
"why do we have to part?"
"because I want you to grow."
- will I truly?
--
nothing is sweeter, oh nothing
than a good morning message
or, maybe there is!
a good night
yes, a good night
---
we ask, why
Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 6:04 PM UTC
Tonight I rest my head on his shoulder
For the last time we will have witnessed the
play that began it all
Sinta
it's been five years
My tears fall as I clutch his chest
He continues to look at the road
I try to hold onto that scent
his wonderful scent
he tries to hold back his tears
and it's been five years
Boyce Avenue's cover of Teenage Dream is playing
and yes, he is my teenage dream
now I am 20, and he 21
we must part
we must grow apart and find another dream
Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 12:12 PM UTC