Six years ago
the woman who would be the love of my life
didn't even know me
Five years ago
this random guy moved from one city
to another
Four years ago
we said we would meet
any day now
Three years ago
she moved from one city
to another
Two years ago
the time was almost
right
One year ago
this random guy went to the park
and so did she
Today
we wonder
what if
Dec 18, 2018
Dec 18, 2018 at 5:44 AM UTC
Zoals elke dichter zou ik
één woord willen schrijven
waarvan iedereen zegt
dàt bedoel ik
en dan kijkt naar z'n lief
en zegt zo ben jij
Maar al wat ik zeg
er was ergens wel
iemand die het eerder
of zachter
of prachtiger zei
Dec 4, 2018
Dec 4, 2018 at 8:24 AM UTC
please, poets,
shut your charred mouths for once
your honey and bile drenched pens
your eager wringing hands
your sweet evil grimaces
your skyward eyes
"come, poor creature, let us
moan and smile and weep together"
no - just no
SHUT THE **** UP
and let this love
be real
Oct 23, 2018
Oct 23, 2018 at 8:00 AM UTC
I want to hold you
during each of my little deaths
I want you to hold me
when it's time for my big one.
Oct 3, 2018
Oct 3, 2018 at 2:50 PM UTC
"They won't know when to stop," I say.
"So don't pour in too much.
They will eat so much they'll explode."
Very poetic.
We sit and watch them swim -
Their bowl on the dresser
a grotesque mirrored cosmos
reflecting ours in which limitless love is poured
and in which we feast
and feast
and feast.
Sep 20, 2018
Sep 20, 2018 at 4:19 AM UTC
"Till death do us part"
in other words
"Better dead than happy"
May 21, 2018
May 21, 2018 at 11:39 AM UTC
I stroke the armrest as if it were a cat
interesting - fingertips velvet lines palm erase repeat
I look up
then squint and my lips kiss a thought
and when I am done squinting
I breathe in as if to (but I don't) speak
slow nod
clock tick
interesting - lace curtain breeze sun spots carpet
your eyebrows so high
so low
slow shake
mouth open
interesting - mind focus emptiness abundance distance
then all of a sudden
get up brisk step door slam **** you
yeah
interesting
Mar 21, 2018
Mar 21, 2018 at 3:05 AM UTC
former happiness
left to dry in scorching heat
condensed and you are
bleeding tar, you are
crying ink
obsidian drops shatter into words
that bite the paper like acid
your charred words of powerless poetry
my cloak of calculated indifference
Jun 21, 2017
Jun 21, 2017 at 3:40 AM UTC
Door het uit te spreken
wordt het misschien weer wáár
Ik _moet_ het ook zeggen
dat is de stille afspraak
zwijgen
is nog erger
achter in je ogen flakkert wanhoop
die je zelf nog niet waarneemt
net op tijd
"ik ook van jou."
Apr 21, 2017
Apr 21, 2017 at 3:17 AM UTC