antediluvian days
then you flooded me with rage
The garden close
But guarded by a sword
You carved out canyons
In less that 40 days
And left the raven
With nowhere to land
Why didn’t you just burry my bones
instead of giving me hope
On this shit-filled boat
Only to leave me emerging
To an entirely new universe
Alone
Feb 11, 2024
Feb 11, 2024 at 2:52 AM UTC
Polite pollution
architect of fantasy.
No foundation but dug deep
Poured in
Soak and steep
flee.
B.P.
Pay me your reparations,
So I can get myself clean.
The oil clings
In iridescent rings
On everything.
And I just want my music,
And my couch,
And my favorite things
Without the sting.
Jan 9, 2024
Jan 9, 2024 at 2:49 AM UTC
And there is no now.
No there is no then.
It is all out of reach,
out of touch,
out of when.
May 24, 2022
May 24, 2022 at 1:19 AM UTC
I’m accustomed to giving all of me
And leaving none for myself.
When I offer you this last slice,
Know it is an offer
I hope you politely refuse
And suggest we share.
May 23, 2022
May 23, 2022 at 4:07 AM UTC
Missing you is like a house
With Christmas lights
Strung about
In March.
Mar 22, 2022
Mar 22, 2022 at 2:22 AM UTC
I want my toes
to be naked and unashamed—
Covered in sand, and grass,
and salt water.
Feral, like my soul.
Basking in the sun, splayed—
The rays my fodder.
Mar 8, 2022
Mar 8, 2022 at 4:02 PM UTC
The focus and stamina it requires
To wrangle my thoughts
To corral them into the pen
I am the matador of my mind.
Or maybe the rodeo clown.
Mar 8, 2022
Mar 8, 2022 at 3:56 PM UTC
Getting out of bed is my marathon
Shall I put a sticker on my car?
26.2 steps.
My body is the weight of iron.
Combined with brushing
My hair and teeth
I am a triathlete.
Mar 8, 2022
Mar 8, 2022 at 3:55 PM UTC
Atlas to your expectations
Icarus to Grace
Flown too close, yet fell on your face.
Crack it open.
Fear proceeds,
The seed to the lies
That keep you from me.
Eye contact with the mirror,
Turned to stone.
Frozen by the longing
to be wanted and known
Feb 25, 2022
Feb 25, 2022 at 11:42 PM UTC