The germs of you snuck in
Through my skin
They just came and came
Not even caring about what
It would do to me
They made a city in me
Every street light was the
Light in your eyes
And the national anthem
Was your laugh
Every billboard was your smile
The stars were the little
Freckles on your nose and cheeks
One day they decided
To take a swim
In my bloodstream
I was having the time of my life
Because you said
"Forever"
But then I found out about
All the other girls cities
You broke my heart
The city inside me did not
Have a reason to be there
I decided to let them go
So I opened up my veins
And all that came out
Was you.
Dec 14, 2013
Dec 14, 2013 at 1:56 AM UTC
"Don't you ache from all you carry? It could be light, easy."
A little kiss on the spine. A fractured sigh in the blue dark.
"Its become my whole body. Where on earth could I set it down?"
Thunder rolls up her silk stockings.
Rain lets down the fringe of her hair.
Somewhere, a reptile is unwinding,
its old skin left in the long grass.
"Love, let it loose. Give it to me."
Dec 13, 2013
Dec 13, 2013 at 1:43 AM UTC
I found my muse
in your cold heart
and soaking sheets.
I hope you find
the love I buried
in between.
Dec 13, 2013
Dec 13, 2013 at 1:34 AM UTC
I want to drink my liver black & blue,
but it won't mean a thing
if I don't go home with you.
Dec 13, 2013
Dec 13, 2013 at 1:32 AM UTC
I've been searching for you
at the bottom of cigarette cartons
trying to remember
if your touch was ever hot
as the ashes falling from my fingertips
I've been searching for you
between the breaths charring my insides
taking my time to wonder
if the warmth between your thighs has faded.
Dec 13, 2013
Dec 13, 2013 at 1:14 AM UTC
You left bite marks
on the sides of my neck.
I wish your heart lasted
as long as they did.
Dec 13, 2013
Dec 13, 2013 at 1:11 AM UTC
You insisted you were not one for violence
but every kiss was a knuckled fist.
Its been years, but my teeth
are still reeling from
the knockout.
At night, they vibrate
in their white skins- a little
earthquake of you in my mouth.
Dec 13, 2013
Dec 13, 2013 at 1:02 AM UTC
I keep anticipating ghosts
to form behind closed doors,
or to slither on the walls
as though they had never dissolved
in the first place;
but I need to remember your exorcism
and how I saw you leave
as violently as you came.
I'll light every candle
to keep it that way.
Dec 12, 2013
Dec 12, 2013 at 11:29 PM UTC
To my mother, sweet doubting thing,
you've raised a good child,
a sweet girl,
full of incidental sin.
Dec 12, 2013
Dec 12, 2013 at 11:22 PM UTC
I've been thinking a lot about
cherry coated kisses, and
the sunlight in the evening.
I've been dreaming about
the scar on your eyebrow,
how I'd always brush my fingertips across it.
I won't step into parks without nostalgia's
fleeting ghost, and
I can't taste a lovers lips
without your impulse running in.
I guess I could forget even the smallest
parts of you, but
my body knows your ghost and
just can't seem to let it go,
or how I pulled you in so feverishly
and slammed my lips to swap the spit
with yours and,
you smiled like a little boy.
Dec 12, 2013
Dec 12, 2013 at 11:20 PM UTC