Old song, new seat,
up another gauge.
Open palm, right cheek,
the same rage.
Undereyes are ultravi-
briny lies or
welts of shame
gnawing from the inside.
Catch her in the alley
sparking up at night.
Mulling over what she said,
can never keep it light.
Five years, no change,
some new phase.
A new place, the same pain,
the same waste.
May 5, 2025
May 5, 2025 at 1:06 AM UTC
Maddening that it makes you feel pure
the security of your damp, decrepit sanctuary
and your empty, stomach churning words.
A pathetic refuge for you and your damage.
I’d set fire to your home
if I thought it would phase you.
I’d run sandpaper across your tongue
if you wouldn’t revel in the pain.
Unsettling how it doesn’t feel the same now
when you pull my hair
or the pace of your pulse.
A growing distance that you crave.
I’d banish you to the cosmos
if they wouldn’t bring you peace.
I’d gouge out your adoring eyes
if you wouldn’t turn them into art.
May 16, 2023
May 16, 2023 at 10:41 PM UTC
A near tragedy
at the hands of silk
stymied by fight,
maybe flight.
A failed departure
fastened to an exit
where drive met physics.
A heroic gut holding out
for a worthwhile loss.
One that creeps into your throat,
rips your chest,
burns your tear ducts.
A pain I’d much prefer.
Apr 7, 2023
Apr 7, 2023 at 11:32 PM UTC
You offered me a flower
to place behind my ear
and keep long after drying
You offered me a drawing
the most beautiful I've ever looked
myself through your eyes
You offered me sustenance
for everything I needed
everything I craved
You offered me a solid place
to rest my bitter, busy head
and lay down bare
You offered yourself to me, fully
and for once I didn't hesitate
to take and take and take
and give myself to you
Apr 2, 2023
Apr 2, 2023 at 8:09 PM UTC
Accept what I deserve
That’s right
Serve it up I’ll swallow it
It’s so dreamy til I’m choking
On the whole of it
Backed down
Strung out
I’ve never been so meek
Break out
Sit down
I promise I’ll be sweet
Frozen
Broken
I’ll withstand the heat
Jan 22, 2023
Jan 22, 2023 at 11:38 PM UTC
He asked if I wanted to watch the world burn,
and I gave a resounding yes!
But only in my mind,
that’s not something you cop to
at least not out loud.
Yes, I’d like nothing more
than to watch the world burn.
Or better yet
explode,
and blow me away with it.
Am I the catalyst?
The pyromanic ****
I must be.
Drown me
so my flame goes out.
Smother me
so I can’t do more damage.
Bury me
in ash where I belong.
Dec 28, 2022
Dec 28, 2022 at 11:30 AM UTC
Rotten to the core,
it happened over time.
I didn't try to stop it,
didn't care enough to try.
I get nostalgia for the bad times,
I get off on revenge.
Caught in distance from family,
a stampede of fake friends,
or a flock of new lovers,
driving to the end.
And if we should run out of gas,
I'll hitch my way to Hell.
Take all that I amassed
and burn it to a crisp.
Send a barreling **** YOU,
I'm not leaving you ****
Feb 14, 2022
Feb 14, 2022 at 3:17 PM UTC
Spoiling with age,
a global atrophy.
If I hit rock bottom,
can I rest?
How much longer can I pick,
before there's no more ego left?
May 20, 2020
May 20, 2020 at 12:32 PM UTC
Sorry -
needed another fix.
Yeah, I got it,
but I'll leave it broken this time.
**** hits different,
more fleeting,
less potent.
I swear the hangover will **** me,
a karmic death I'd welcome.
I'll cut myself off,
at least try,
so you don't have to.
Jan 2, 2020
Jan 2, 2020 at 8:47 PM UTC
And just like that,
a sweeping fear came raging in.
Mortality at risk again,
morality might slip again.
Fill me up,
I'm empty.
Distract me please,
I'm desperate.
Dec 15, 2019
Dec 15, 2019 at 8:17 PM UTC