In trying to pick out a pattern in chaos,
I found neither symmetry nor direction.
It just was- and that's all it needed to be,
Unadulterated.
Speculation free.
No rhythm, no purpose, no agenda.
Just pure chaotic goodness straight from a sourceless chasm
To even attempt to decipher the endless web of desires,
of sorrows, or fleeting wonder- is to attempt to unravel the spider's web by speaking it. It is to sing down the moon.
It cannot be done- but there is no harm in trying.
Mar 29, 2017
Mar 29, 2017 at 7:24 AM UTC
I walk beneath the shadows of dragonflies and
in fields of stunted daisies
A witness to migrating monarchs
Whose voyage is eons from being completed,
when they only have 3 weeks at most to live.
I walk in pale fields of dusty sunbeams
and loud fading moonlight
Humming crickets play accompaniment
to solo pairs of feet, making way for still creeks
and large lily pads
to find a nice place to think.
Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 5:09 PM UTC
I inhale and hold my breath until I see black-
blank spots in my vision.
I exhale and release
beautiful, long-limbed clouds of smoke.
Shrouding my face, covering my eyes
blinding me to everything
but these pale tendrils
fluid and simple
curling wisps of smoke
scar the air
scar the silence
and
all secrets lie in smoke
if i could read it, i would know
the world.
Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 5:00 PM UTC
I wish someone had told me
that there was no poetic justice
in hurting others.
Jul 21, 2014
Jul 21, 2014 at 11:13 AM UTC
I tear apart what I can
on the outside
because I am helpless
on the inside.
I tear and tear and tear
and pull and pull and pull
it's become routine
until you see the damage.
A spot of nothing.
A patch of proof
what insignificant detail
to no avail
the damage is done
ignoring the larger matter at hand
strand by strand,
until i'm surrounded by piles
of hair and pieces of my heart
I don't even notice it anymore
my hand is drawn upwards
like a paperclip to a magnet-
totally helpless
completely thoughtless
I grab and pull and yank.
until i'm perfect-
At least for a moment..
until these insecurities mount again.
Jun 30, 2014
Jun 30, 2014 at 2:42 AM UTC
I forget how many kisses we've shared,
but I know how many more we'll share when I'm back.
Jun 30, 2014
Jun 30, 2014 at 2:02 AM UTC
My blood runs still
but i am faster than
the river we used to play in,
flinging mud and catching minnows
I can crouch lower than
that mole hole
we dug up, a labyrinth of tunnels and scattered rocks
I can spread myself flat
and become the horizon
shining from all directions
but you'll find me at none
Think twice, blink later
keeps your eyes open
and your mind open wider
now you see me, now you don't
Catch me if you can
Jun 25, 2014
Jun 25, 2014 at 2:27 AM UTC
I made 1000 pinwheels
instead of cranes
They were beacons And
wishes.
You lined your front yard with them.
A dizzying kaleidoscope
lighting up your porch
So I would know when
I arrived back to you,
home
Jun 24, 2014
Jun 24, 2014 at 11:44 PM UTC
i quake to my bones
to my very core
i shudder and crumble
ashes to ashes
dust to dust
overwhelmed,
consumed
filled to the brim
the very thought of me
Screams you
the slinking corridors hide my addictions,
afflictions,
illusions, distractions,
my convictions
the mirrors reflect nothing
i am weightless, drifting
ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Jun 19, 2014
Jun 19, 2014 at 2:15 AM UTC
I'm ravenous.
Famished.
Starving for your touch
your sugar-sweet kisses
your velvet-smooth embraces
Empty of affection
Feed me your love
Fill me up
Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 2:14 AM UTC