I don't miss you
your condescending advice
your height
your words of
I'm just lonely.
Feb 18, 2016
Feb 18, 2016 at 4:31 PM UTC
lay your head, my darling.
sink deep into the down fillings
and listen to the moments pacing by.
as they slow to match your steady heart rate, you shall become
one with the clouds.
trickles of dreams will welcome you into your subconscious -
where reality may fall to pieces and the worries of the day
will perish.
sprout wings, sweet dreamer.
soar to the furthest corners of your imagination.
find peace.
swim with the stars and collect all of your wishes. count the red ones and the blue ones and the yellow ones and the green ones, for I have sent prayers to each one in hopes for your sweet return.
Nov 12, 2015
Nov 12, 2015 at 1:47 PM UTC
two cars stuck in
traffic turning
left blinking in
opposite harmony
in time with the
beating hearts of
fellow hurried
drivers at rush
hour in the heart
of the city just get
me home to my
bed alone where
I can mope until
dinner comes a
calling caught that
yellow light I'm
finally on my
way and there it
is again that
******
yellow
light.
Oct 19, 2015
Oct 19, 2015 at 6:24 PM UTC
an angry argument thrown at an opponent as arrows shoot across the battlefield over an expensive bottle of Cabernet.
walls and borders mapped out in thick pencil lines, they hastily marked their territory before it all drowned in earthy blood-red.
Fresh pepper, sir?
Oct 19, 2015
Oct 19, 2015 at 6:10 PM UTC
sometimes
after dark
in the lonely hours
i can see the mark you've left
hovering over that side of the bed
and i hate this feeling that you've left mad.
Sep 29, 2015
Sep 29, 2015 at 11:23 PM UTC
can you see yourself?
the dull acid dripping
off your tongue with every word you murmur -
merely allusions of misery.
and that storm cloud you carry around with you on such a
short leash - as if being struck by a single sun beam would burn you
to the ground in an instant
but you are bright enough to put the stars out on the street and
send the moon running.
and in a race with the galaxies, you could surely win
if you wanted to.
true agony
is watching you put out your own light.
Sep 29, 2015
Sep 29, 2015 at 11:19 PM UTC
you were last night's essence
captured in between the sheets
Sep 29, 2015
Sep 29, 2015 at 11:48 AM UTC
the flutters in your stomach may
leave a sparkle in your eye which
will dance to the beat of your heart
and the slipper may fit but will it give you blisters when you walk so
think about that tingle and if that is all you need since
all that matters first to you is you so
first you've got to lose your mind before you ever truly fall for someone else's.
Sep 24, 2015
Sep 24, 2015 at 3:48 PM UTC
stupid people asking the same
stupid questions
thriving on the electricity of being so full of **** they were probably
born into it
May 29, 2015
May 29, 2015 at 2:47 PM UTC
faces buried deep beneath the fluorescents just barely listening to the wires falling from their
brains with mundane expressions smeared instinctively across the ridges on their skulls and their hands
fiddling rigidly with the space between their thumbs and I wonder if they ever miss their
stops?
May 26, 2015
May 26, 2015 at 11:21 AM UTC