he shielded his eyes
and hoped that maybe
if he couldn't see the world
the world couldn't see him
Sep 17, 2011
Sep 17, 2011 at 12:26 AM UTC
the thing about rejection
is that no matter
how many times it happens
and no matter
how little you have to compare it to
the pain doesn't change
Sep 17, 2011
Sep 17, 2011 at 12:26 AM UTC
so far away
and so surrounded by subjects
maybe he cannot see
how his brilliance
can still touch
and satisfy from afar
the smallest, most insignificant being
me.
Sep 17, 2011
Sep 17, 2011 at 12:25 AM UTC
milky breath
and torn skin
he does not realize
how different he is
from the person
around whose life his revolves
Sep 17, 2011
Sep 17, 2011 at 12:25 AM UTC
subtlety was not his strong point
and he knew it
as he watched
his god's eyes narrow
and his cupid's bow grow taut
he realized
that subtlety
wasn't his strong point either
Sep 17, 2011
Sep 17, 2011 at 12:25 AM UTC
she threw her hair over the ledge
and watched it touch the ground
with a wan smile
forgetting
or maybe knowing
that her hair
had been cut short
Sep 17, 2011
Sep 17, 2011 at 12:25 AM UTC
this is my fantasy-
we're holding hands
on a twilight balcony
as the moonlight and the wind
thread their ways through your hair
and as i kiss the shadows
away from your eyes
i slip
and you fall
Sep 17, 2011
Sep 17, 2011 at 12:24 AM UTC
the cat
waits for her enemy
to make the first move
though this foe
has his eye
on better prey
Sep 17, 2011
Sep 17, 2011 at 12:24 AM UTC
against a backdrop of ink
he smiled his pearly white smile
and raised a pale hand to the sky
beckoning them to come
and offer their hearts and souls
at his altar
and knowing full well
what this entailed
the sheep came
to lay at his feet.
Sep 17, 2011
Sep 17, 2011 at 12:24 AM UTC
they say
that i let others control my life
but if they're right
that would mean
that the only people in the universe
were me and you
Sep 17, 2011
Sep 17, 2011 at 12:24 AM UTC