i dont feel bitter anymore,
but the wound still bleeds quite often;
seeping reminders into my clothes, painting me with somber pigments long forgotten in my deadened pallor.
Sep 6, 2021
Sep 6, 2021 at 1:00 AM UTC
if i didn't think that
it would wound you mortally,
i would pull you in close
and pretend not to feel
the puncturing of quills.
Aug 27, 2021
Aug 27, 2021 at 4:04 AM UTC
with great hesitance and trepidation
i decided i was prepared
for change in my station.
i thought, like a fool,
that it would feel
like renewal,
resurgence,
vigilance
or vacation--
but the place to which i ran away
was a hell of my own creation.
Dec 6, 2018
Dec 6, 2018 at 2:03 PM UTC
it's stuck in my throat.
try to speak, can't denote.
try to stay, can't devote.
try to leave, forget my coat.
barely afloat by the foot note,
need a scapegoat or a re-vote.
Dec 4, 2018
Dec 4, 2018 at 1:29 AM UTC
there we were, late for takeoff
and too early for landing.
all bruises and tears,
and ringing in the ears.
there we were, barely standing.
we were clinically, morbidly,
gloriously grotesque,
and **** picturesque,
nonetheless.
Nov 6, 2018
Nov 6, 2018 at 4:29 PM UTC
when my final record plays,
will death stop and watch me
as i dance one last dance?
will he take my hands,
and spin around with me?
will he clap when it's done?
would he for anybody?
Oct 30, 2018
Oct 30, 2018 at 2:45 AM UTC
monochrome boy keeps a little stash of blue in his eyes. well, at least most of the time. i told him once that there was a sweet, warm sort of sadness about him, and amongst his greyscale i saw an unfamiliar glimpse of the most becoming wildflower yellow.
Oct 29, 2018
Oct 29, 2018 at 10:01 AM UTC
it's awful foggy this morning,
on the lawn and in my mind.
out for a quick smoke before dawn,
right on time for the daily grind.
my head is filled with bleary dread,
all i wants to be sleeping instead.
Oct 29, 2018
Oct 29, 2018 at 8:38 AM UTC
you open your mouth and
i want to sew mine shut.
turn my way to speak and
i turn the other cheek.
i don't want to hear you and
i don't want to see you.
words are too static and
you're too erratic for
this to even continue.
Oct 29, 2018
Oct 29, 2018 at 7:47 AM UTC