Forget me not—
You've become the cotton in my ears,
the smoke in my lungs,
the tepid water that I'm drowning in
Forget me not—
You can't make a difference in someone's life,
then leave without at least saying goodbye
I just need a goodbye
Forget me not—
Sleepless nights and forgotten meals are my
new lovers as of late, but I suppose
we're quite familiar with each other already
Forget me not—
Why can't I make nothing of it?
I was nothing for you
We were nothing
Forget me not—
Forget me
Apr 30, 2016
Apr 30, 2016 at 2:34 PM UTC
Do not stand at my grave and weep..
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awake in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft star-shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry..
I am not there. I did not die.
Feb 19, 2016
Feb 19, 2016 at 1:00 AM UTC
i will wade out
till my thighs are steeped in burning flowers
I will take the sun in my mouth
and leap into the ripe air
Alive
with closed eyes
to dash against darkness
in the sleeping curves of my body
Shall enter fingers of smooth mastery
with chasteness of sea-girls
Will i complete the mystery
of my flesh
I will rise
After a thousand years
lipping
flowers
And set my teeth in the silver of the moon
Feb 17, 2016
Feb 17, 2016 at 11:03 AM UTC
Farewell to my inhibitions
Drunk on impulse and corona
A simple "hello" dripping with golden courage
You can't shake me so easily
I'm the gum on the sole of your shoe
Those ******* baby blues so warm and inviting
Melting chocolate sunsets and burning hearts anew
Feb 16, 2016
Feb 16, 2016 at 1:50 AM UTC
It is far too hot even for December
I am left feeling hazy and out of breath
These twinkling lights used to warm my soul like a desperate gulp of scalding tea
Now I long for glacier blue eyes and a solid body
I can only see a reflection in a ***** window
What once gave me a sense of hope now leaves me feeling empty and full of want
To feel what I did two years ago would be a blessing
Even alone I was content with twinkling nights
Jan 17, 2016
Jan 17, 2016 at 9:17 AM UTC
Sleepy head, you've gone far too long without a wink of sleep
How you've managed to stay alive for this long, it's a secret I can't keep
Sleepy head, pay no mind to those silly dreams
Or else you'll start to fall apart at the seams
Sleepy head, a brave and guilty fool
Stop diving into the deep end of the pool
Sleepy head, that bottle of Jäger was a mistake
Indifference is something you can't fake
Sleepy head, lock your heart and swallow the key
Secretly crying so hard that you can't see
Sleepy head, it's time to sleep and move on
Far too friendly with the soft glow of dawn
Oct 21, 2015
Oct 21, 2015 at 10:58 PM UTC
Summer tries to kiss me goodbye--
Handing me "bring a sweater; just in case" cold weather
Summer tries to leave me without actually saying farewell
The trees have yet to strip of their green, fluttering foliage
Summer doesn't promise to come back anytime soon
Stagnant, hazy heat becomes a long lost memory
Summer has disappeared for a day, leaving no trace
Autumn has lost its appeal without you here
Sep 3, 2015
Sep 3, 2015 at 11:57 PM UTC
With ink stained fingers this happiness swells
Like a ripe peach on a summer day
Aug 18, 2015
Aug 18, 2015 at 9:22 PM UTC
I dream of permutations and of potted cacti sitting on crystal shelves.
I listen for melancholy silence and I pray that hope and peace of mind tiptoe gently around splintered frustrations.
I want to see the hot sun beat down on prickly green skin until it feels whole again and flowers bloom from its head.
Jul 31, 2015
Jul 31, 2015 at 3:19 AM UTC
Not sure what to make of it
I felt comfortable--
Knowing that the fire extinguisher was there
It made me feel safe
If anything ever caught fire I could put it out
I was a selfish child--full of arrogance and naivety
The world mistook my insecurity and inexperience for apathy
All I wanted was a place to call my own,
Something to hold on to
I did not worry about the still-lit cigarette
Not even when it bounced from the sidewalk to the grass
The red hot embers glowed among the dying grass
I did not worry when the fire began
I took my sweet time in getting the extinguisher
By the time I came back my world was engulfed in flames
Scrambling, I tried to smother the heat
The extinguisher let out a pathetic puff of dust
And I stood as hell fire consumed my home
Acrid smoke muffled my screams and floating ashed blinded me
All that was left was a charred fire extinguisher and the frames of my glasses
Feb 23, 2015
Feb 23, 2015 at 4:30 PM UTC