the wolves are bearing their teeth
open your jaw, foul beast
howl your secrets into the night
and i will jot them down piece by piece.
Jun 6, 2020
Jun 6, 2020 at 2:26 AM UTC
there are colors yet to be seen
and stories yet to be told
so i must set myself forth,
the traveller in the dark,
to pick up the loose threads
and see where they go;
leave the door open,
i will return soon.
Jun 4, 2020
Jun 4, 2020 at 9:15 AM UTC
when i got to the top of the staircase
i half-expected to see you there
leaning against the wall
with your hands in your pockets
but here you are
sitting in a chair,
laughing
in my imagination.
Jun 4, 2020
Jun 4, 2020 at 9:12 AM UTC
someday, i will flee the echoes of finished years
and when my final breath is drawn,
i hope to slip into the fragile haven
located in between your fingers.
Feb 16, 2020
Feb 16, 2020 at 9:09 AM UTC
writing on the backs of hands,
strolling along meadows and dancing in the rain,
running through fields of wild flowers,
lacing fingers and pushing swings,
laying beneath glowing ***** of light,
our feet pressing against this unshaken earth;
we tie the hands of time together,
whenever our paths entwine,
gentle acts of love and joy,
preserved in the timeless pockets of our minds.
Nov 2, 2019
Nov 2, 2019 at 11:26 PM UTC
i built it out of stone,
and covered it in sand
and dirt
and hours sleeping beside you
under old trees
do you remember?
we used to plant flowers
in a garden
because you liked the color green;
i tossed it into the sea
it sank almost immediately
a red flag cast out
a good time cherished;
there goes my love,
i will miss you.
Oct 31, 2019
Oct 31, 2019 at 1:07 PM UTC
every night
i
sit in the same place and
i
think of things
i
wish i could tell you;
i
am pounding on the chambers of your heart
i
am shouting these words and
i
don't know if you're listening but
i
hope you hear the echoes.
Oct 30, 2019
Oct 30, 2019 at 11:45 AM UTC
i
have
longed
to drown
in the vastness
that the world has to
offer; i am waiting patiently, for
the moon to call me, for it to reach for my
hand and pull me towards the sky that i have
longed to touch; i am swimming in the waves of
forgotten promises, of memories that have collected
dust, of unexamined dreams in the heads of children;
oh, if only you knew how much i have longed to press
my palms against the softness of the clouds above
me; for i am just a drop of water in the vast
sea, a speck of dust in the great, big sky,
and i have much to venture.
Oct 27, 2019
Oct 27, 2019 at 7:11 AM UTC
The words hiding behind my mouth are cradled in my soft hands
Hold them, feel their heat, decode the messages under my skin,
Each of them from a language you cannot even recognize;
The familiar sights of home are nothing but
Empty bottles of knowledge kept away in a box only I hold the key to;
Run towards me and please please please listen to me, for
My words cannot bridge the gap between us although
I have tried; with
No clamor in the background,
Ask me to repeat myself once more, and please please please
Listen to me.
Sep 22, 2019
Sep 22, 2019 at 9:43 AM UTC
listen to the distant
echoes
of your
nostalgia;
all that
remain of your
dreams are compressed into
orbs of light,
carefully placed inside
an empty box;
leave your house and search the
idle sands of time for me,
x marks the spot.
Aug 25, 2019
Aug 25, 2019 at 9:38 AM UTC