And now there is no vestige
No trace, no artifact
Of what once was behind us
Where time won't circle back.
A decade or a century?
A lifetime thrice, perhaps.
Each cycle different versions
Though the bones remain in tact.
Mar 6, 2025
Mar 6, 2025 at 11:05 AM UTC
Tell me so that you may
Keep me or cast me
Off to a place where I can
Forget, forgo
A life of missing you.
Feb 21, 2025
Feb 21, 2025 at 9:11 PM UTC
In me, you are quiet now,
The silence in the snow.
if only I could keep you there
So flowers could not grow.
Feb 13, 2025
Feb 13, 2025 at 12:55 AM UTC
Leave me please.
Leave me in this last way.
Remove every shard-
Even the ones that will bleed me,
Leave me gasping like the wake of a severed limb.
Take the parts of you that are no longer Distinguishable from the parts of me,
So I might heal around the edges
Or unravel one last time.
Feb 11, 2025
Feb 11, 2025 at 1:45 PM UTC
For months I dreamed, (or so it seemed)
That I had lost Orion.
Eyes to the skies on summer nights,
Across the dark horizon.
I raked the skies, the hidden lines
To find that midnight archer.
And yet the stars, silent and far-
Did seem to grow much darker.
Feb 11, 2025
Feb 11, 2025 at 1:13 AM UTC
Am I the void
Or one who feeds it?
The writer-
Or the one that reads it?
The whimper
Or the sigh that follows?
The hunger
Or the yawning hollows?
Feb 10, 2025
Feb 10, 2025 at 3:02 PM UTC
See you soon, December Moon-
But I will see him sooner.
Behind closed eyes, somewhere in time,
If sleep shall come to humor.
Feb 10, 2025
Feb 10, 2025 at 1:10 AM UTC
I kept the crescent in the sky
And held what was in both my eyes-
Swallowed back that last goodbye,
And focused where the sun would rise.
Feb 10, 2025
Feb 10, 2025 at 1:08 AM UTC
Roaming down my spine are shivers
Fingers, fear and dread
And films reels on a loop that trickle
Whispers through my head
Rising in their wake the goosebumps
Feather out and feel-
If only for an instant what's
Remembered then- is real
Jan 14, 2021
Jan 14, 2021 at 10:39 AM UTC
It's easier to leave, to turn and go,
To mark my footsteps heel to toe.
Grasp the door and flee the frame
And keep my mouth shut 'round your name
Jan 13, 2021
Jan 13, 2021 at 4:02 PM UTC