Languid tendrils of smoke unwind
The ashes of your affliction.
There is comfort in the sun's underbelly.
When you play half-lidded pool drenched in
Artificial lights, the night seems endless.
Once dusk falls, the world outside scatters
And settles together in close quarters
Like bunkers under air raid.
Feb 13, 2017
Feb 13, 2017 at 9:56 PM UTC
Last cherry blossom
Falling, dancing with my gaze
A distant echo
Apr 18, 2016
Apr 18, 2016 at 3:57 PM UTC
He drowns himself in cities:
Grey walls and blue lights.
Maturity, they call it, when
Blood turns brittle and eyes
Lock the soul. Warmth
Comes in bottles now.
Feb 2, 2016
Feb 2, 2016 at 7:42 PM UTC
An itch for slicing in my pulsing touch
painfully receded when I saw the red
stripes cower beneath your sleeve.
I can't breathe when my friends breathe
smoke then take shelter in my innocence, because
A thirst for anesthetic poison
sullenly diminished when I watched you lose
all shame over several brews and strip
your soul to merry strangers.
I can't breathe when my friends choke
on white dust then bask in my self-discipline, because
A wanderlust for places away from you
ruefully subsided when you anxiously inebriated
to save my waning faith in you.
I can't breathe when my friends labor
cheer then grip tightly to my tolerance, because
I do the same.
Jan 11, 2016
Jan 11, 2016 at 5:27 PM UTC
Hungry teeth razors
Slice to scar my hand.
Watching the black symbol redden
Quenches my thirst like a cold beer.
Shield me from their fear;
and with clear eyes,
among socialite imbued rags,
I shall face my pain
Or live a conscious death.
Dec 30, 2015
Dec 30, 2015 at 7:56 PM UTC
Tins dangle off bare branches,
Strike to drown the bitter howls.
*clang...clang
clang*
The train pulls out.
*clang...clang...clang
hooooot*
I was not on it.
I should have been on it...
After the clang clang clang and
The click clack of the wheels,
Followed the patter of my friend's
Remains on the battleground.
Now they're after me:
*clang...clang...clang
hooooot*
With the patter of the rain
Beating on my skull.
Oct 25, 2015
Oct 25, 2015 at 5:30 PM UTC
Every step I take
Brings you closer to the cliffside.
At home, their pictures crowd my pillow,
Whisper like nymphs.
A corroded coin
Apologizes, abandoned in our arid cup.
I turn to face the towering metropolis
And let my ninth staff illuminate the smog.
Sep 29, 2015
Sep 29, 2015 at 9:16 PM UTC
Atop our corroding
roof, the sage rasped:
I did not know
until the classic anatomy
of my blue jay's wish
had evolved to match
its sedentary lifestyle.
Aug 6, 2015
Aug 6, 2015 at 2:10 PM UTC
I'm supposed to run
When you harvest red roses
With scissors
But their blood was mine.
Only war paint conceals
The faded spots your lips
Have left on my smile.
You will comprehend your sickness
When I desperately moisten
My flaking fingers with the spoils
Of your wounds.
Jul 28, 2015
Jul 28, 2015 at 11:17 AM UTC
Enraptured by our sinful freedom,
we worshipped the moment.
The wolves of wisdom at the heels of
our frolicking hares.
They haven't caught up yet,
don't hesitate.
You admitted you love her
but your eyes were flooded with my own.
How could I speak
when my dreams were materializing.
You grabbed me when I had never kissed before.
Jul 14, 2015
Jul 14, 2015 at 4:58 PM UTC