in dark, overhead light looms and lingers
her ivory eyes cast upon my back.
it is not by warmth of day
that i know she watches,
but by all i see, wherever my mind goes,
her gaze follows and washes it alight.
May 13
May 13, 2026 at 10:02 PM UTC
does long-sought summer simmer
more with yearning?
should not a reckless desire unbound
plead for unlearning?
does not a whisper of a breeze upon a scorched blacktop race
through the stillness of youth,
fickly departing without a trace?
these things shall pass, only while they're good
as the expanse of outside
accelerates beyond youth's neighborhood
and a last enduring moment clings
for dear life as it darts between
time and space upon nostalgia's wings.
it is only after the last drop of lunar luster
upon the chilled earth dissipates
that rich amber rays sprawl from a horizon
such that the night falls and dawn breaks
and so should not the end of one story
plead for another to awaken from slumber?
as one smile fades should there not be
another to turn back the first day of summer?
Now I've grown,
Yes, summer was that smile.
Sep 16, 2021
Sep 16, 2021 at 4:38 AM UTC
dimming violet
and orange edges upon
slanted sidewalks
for an uphill walk home,
tonight's "lastness" is violent,
it's all I that I know,
replaying the sole sound of
a front door slowly being closed.
as the light between the night
and the horizon ebbs,
what's left becomes outer space,
the milky way flowing in.
I could drink the sight,
but with a shot of spite,
or bittersweetness, or some other
Way to rephrase our immense distance.
mourning is not quite the word,
as the odds between
me and the earth
felt like they were evening.
This world had given
But it's unclear if it takes
For I didn't lose the present,
I just put memories away.
Last night
Simply means the night before now
Even if it's our last night
We'll last through it somehow
Aug 28, 2021
Aug 28, 2021 at 5:20 AM UTC
Waiting
For the shadow of the earth
To drink the sunlight from my room
So you can light it up
With a little light on my phone
Waiting
For other voices to fade to white
I could listen to yours all night
Even if its just vibrations
Or my specially set ringtone
Aug 21, 2021
Aug 21, 2021 at 2:41 AM UTC
so there's this girl,
as there is the moon,
and a rain lily who
in her light blooms.
so there's this girl
and stars raining light,
flooding the oceans,
making dawn of midnight.
so there's this girl,
rising anew like the sun,
over earth her winds run,
retracing what she's spun.
Aug 14, 2021
Aug 14, 2021 at 3:44 AM UTC
a lavender light
brushes by a crested sky,
withering toils
though the weathered roads
crack still in our tread home,
the sky turns alone.
verdant cascades fall
from lush rounded peaks above
rolling hills dive deep
with oneiric breaths,
from rivers to the roots who
echo ebbs & flows
Aug 13, 2021
Aug 13, 2021 at 4:14 AM UTC
wading crests across concrete
as heat waves ripple forth,
then retreat
the colony marches against the sun,
whose arrhythmic beating of heat
was conquered by the column.
scattering and scrambling over the dead
so as not to meet them so soon,
disjointed reception of pheromones
left a sole fool mistakenly on the moon
march on, even on the moon so sharp,
even alone or through the dark,
for death’s favor is earned only in cowardice
and so painlessness becomes powerlessness
as the heat-distorted pavement stretches on
Jun 29, 2020
Jun 29, 2020 at 6:36 AM UTC
moving on to eighteen,
lost in loving a velvet
silhouette of a dream.
with hands off the world
as it open-heartedly spins
winds and rings and pearls,
delft blue skies dim down & done
leaving in the care of the night
the light refracted from the sun.
shadows blurred to one behind
closed eyes, where reality subsided,
relighting beloved falsehoods in mind:
instants of fleeting transient sparks
abscond tips of fireworks in air
with scarce care whilst piercing dark.
but alas blinding sun returns, flooding down
reality sustained, killing all sparks
without a single one extinguished.
lost in love, then loved & lost
enveloped in limits,
submitting to sunfall.
Jun 19, 2020
Jun 19, 2020 at 4:09 AM UTC
round and round and round we'd go
say you're too lost so you couldn't go
started out hot but it ended cold
believed in the lies but i should have known
flashback to my days when i still had friends
all night riding our bikes until like 10 pm
though I'm pretty sure it was all pretend
last in the game you said we could win
counting down the days,
you left just to be safe
and who is there to blame
when i was just me in the first place
how do i say i was in for the ride
when you said this was worst time in your life
now you're on your own never breaking a stride
now you mind your own, and i mind what's left of mine
never really had a proper date
never shared something to celebrate
now you got fancy schools with fancy gates
choosing me in the first place was a mistake
counting all the days
first i couldn't believe it
saying we'd still be friends
course you didn't mean it
the more it hurts the more you know
part of growing up is learning to let go
bit by bit im learning how to show
the side of my smile only you woulda known
more than months since we last talked
sometimes i wonder if i needed you after all
now we're so far you seem pretty small
but id be lying if i said i don't want you to call
counting all the stars
as a newfound past time
sometimes i reminisce
of when you were still mine
still mine
May 18, 2020
May 18, 2020 at 5:37 AM UTC
I love the sound of the highway
Filling in the void between voices,
Like a sense of insurance, a reminder
that there are always people
Out on their way somewhere.
Without so much as a care left in place,
Perhaps for reasons more spiteful than just,
The only times I feel like I’m not being forgotten
Is when I’m leaving something else in the dust
The sound of the road means there’s a place to go.
A next, a forward, but not always for me.
Of all the times in the world to not feel lost,
It’s when I’m headed nowhere in particular,
Just listening to the march forth others make.
When headlights meet street lights,
And requiescence deluges the world,
Just before silence cracks through my mind,
Comes rumbling clear the ambience of the road.
May 11, 2020
May 11, 2020 at 5:12 AM UTC