Analyze if you will
The gravitational pull
Between the present bones
And this fading image
Explain to me
The point of no return
When I crush
Against echoes
I've got a wet mind
And a dry ****
Waiting for you to
Conspurcate
With cunning
Pungent
Logic
A sorrow I haven't lived
A brain I couldn't touch
It's okay to hurt me
I can't feel a thing
Dec 28, 2015
Dec 28, 2015 at 2:10 AM UTC
I was born unreal under the sign of you
I was born unreal and you never knew
My skin has waited for you to come
My skin has waited but you were gone
It lies dead, it lies deep
It lies stark and underneath
The shining memory
Of brushing near
Against reality
Dec 28, 2015
Dec 28, 2015 at 1:57 AM UTC
What I want
To split your head in two
Against the wall
Watch the blood
Run down slow
What I want
To erase every girl
You’ve cried in front of
Your tears
A gift
They didn’t deserve
For they weren’t me
And they didn’t want
To watch your head
Split in two
Against the wall
As the blood
Ran down slow
Sep 17, 2015
Sep 17, 2015 at 1:33 PM UTC
I’m tired, he says
And I say yes too much
But if I wait another 15 seconds
To reply
Will you
Like me more
Even if you’re tired
And if I say yes enough
Will you
Pretty please
Never feel tired again
If you love me how can you ever feel tired
How can you ever
Feel anything
That isn’t
Love for me
She thought
But instead
She said yes
Sep 17, 2015
Sep 17, 2015 at 1:33 PM UTC
I will
Make myself
Real pretty
I will even
Shave my legs
Everyday
I will
Cook you eggs
Scrambled
Even though
I hate
How they taste
In your mouth later
I will
Buy the first
Plane ticket
And watch you
From a
Safe distance
And go back home
Rejoicing on
The glimpse
I caught
Of your unaware
Moving limbs
I will
Cry in the shower
So you can’t notice
I will
Write you a poem
Every morning
And burn it
So you
Won’t know
All the things
I will
Do for you
Now can you please
Reply the text I sent
Two hours ago
******
Sep 17, 2015
Sep 17, 2015 at 1:32 PM UTC
I want to know you
With the intimacy of an old shoe
(It's busted, but you don't care enough
To throw it away)
Or I could hide
Amongst your toothbrushes
Inside the soda can
You use as an ashtray
I want to be
An unimportant, small thing
Something you take for granted
And dispose of
Out of boredom, carelessness
And other dull feelings
The worn out t-shirt you blow
Your nose with
Your underwear, unclean
The piece of a sandwich
Which winded up
Decomposing for three weeks under the bed
Until the smell was too much for you
Not to do something about it
The last cigarette you're saving
For when you get real anxious
About family, college, life
And event horizons
Anything
That isn't me
Sep 17, 2015
Sep 17, 2015 at 9:51 AM UTC
All I wanted
Was to eat pasta
Every meal
And never
Have to work
Again
As she looked at pictures of Tuscany in a magazine
She announced
You know I just choose younger boys
Because there’s only an ex-girlfriend and a half to be jealous of
But I could tell
By her dangling legs
She wasn’t so sure
Sep 13, 2015
Sep 13, 2015 at 2:49 PM UTC
Can you be
Less of a human
And more
Of an ideal
Tonight
I want you to be
The perfect response
To my every feeling
Something
Abstract
And good
As immediate
And immeasurable
As a sneeze
Can you be
Less of you
And more of me
Now
Sep 13, 2015
Sep 13, 2015 at 2:48 PM UTC
You won’t ever know
The sore cap
Of my knee
You won’t ever know
The dryness
Of my lips
I don’t need
Your pity or
Your guilt or
Your sense of
Accomplishment
At being a nice
Gentle and kind
Boy-thing
(I’d rather hear you say
I bore you
Than speak
To a dead ear
I’d rather hear you say
You hate me
Than love
A silent thing)
You won’t ever know
How I exist and
How near
You won’t ever know
But I’m sure
That’s fine with you
My dear
Sep 13, 2015
Sep 13, 2015 at 2:47 PM UTC
You smell of sour milk
Marijuana
And no flowers
You sound like the sea
In the deadest
Hour
You taste of sugar
Cigarettes
And no sleep
You look like one
Of the thousand
Goldfishes I’ve had
As a kid
I wish I could make you cry
But I’m happy enough
Watching you breath
It would get me so hyped though, man
Sep 12, 2015
Sep 12, 2015 at 10:35 PM UTC