You’re in a relationship with yourself
You hold all of the conversations
When you feel inclined to ask a question
You ask it to yourself and answer it
I never have to talk
This is great
Aug 31, 2021
Aug 31, 2021 at 11:59 PM UTC
missing clarity
my mind like a murky pond
there at the bottom
Nov 11, 2018
Nov 11, 2018 at 7:17 AM UTC
I've become foreign
My mind- evaporation
Concentrated mad
Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 3:19 PM UTC
Little faults
like the surface of the desert
where the water once moistened the floor
gave life to the sweaty and salty substrate
Exposed by the small fractures
the sun barely penetrating
the crust grows miles thick
The perishable content
suffocating under the weight of its own swathe
melting from the warmth
liquifying everywhere
all over everything
Feb 2, 2015
Feb 2, 2015 at 5:13 PM UTC
Most of the time I
Drift around in a cold haze
thinking of nothing
Aug 14, 2013
Aug 14, 2013 at 10:43 AM UTC
The first time she flew through a window
she thought of the chair
through the drywall
amidst
a short
FREEfall
The first time she flew threw a window
she landed in a burning bush
after
being given a
Push
The first time she flew through a window
She decided she better learn to fly
so she gathered her strength
and waited
until it was time
she never practiced
fearing the sting of her scraped skin
so she snuck around
quietly
and helped hatch the kin
when she was alone
and it was time
She rushed to the window
and opened the blinds
the window was not a window any longer
the old screen laid on a new floor
labored, she thought
"Where is the opening?!"
as her eyes traced the familiar place
she was comforted
and she flew out the newly born door
Apr 12, 2013
Apr 12, 2013 at 5:56 PM UTC
standing on
A rock
The furthest dry point
In nubanusit
You are blinded by the sparkle
The beauty
Of the golden sun
Bouncing off the water
Reflected by the pale blue sky
A photograph of you and her
And you are the happiest you've ever been
I'm looking at it
you
Are perfect for each other
Apr 11, 2013
Apr 11, 2013 at 12:01 PM UTC
Fingers raw
Nails
Glazed like spring valleys
Gelled with calm water
Ice covering snow caps
As the jagged peaks cut
Unsuspecting climbers
Still covered in bleeding earth
Dirt under my fingernails
Mar 17, 2013
Mar 17, 2013 at 11:20 AM UTC
One blink, blink blink --, blink
180 degrees, 160, 13 -, {soft focus}
Obtuse - >infinity<
Rolling over Kilimanjaro
Sinking through the Grand Canyon
like wind
Hormone flooding
Like rapids
Eroding consciousness
Blink, awake, blink, blink - blink
I am watching a scenario in my mind
Walking after midnight in a snow blanketed field
And a full moon
Blink, daydream,
I don't know which is louder
The sound of my heart beating
My skin rubbing together,
Or the hum of thoughts traveling through.
Mar 15, 2013
Mar 15, 2013 at 2:12 PM UTC
At what height is appropriate
To strain, sift
I must be doing this wrong
You are beautiful
But you are
For show
I dreamt of temptation
Terrorism
A storm
You are
Cruel
I dreamt so vivid
When I woke up you weren't there
I was still
Mar 12, 2013
Mar 12, 2013 at 11:42 AM UTC