it’s just dark lights and bright eyes right
it’s just loose dances and long glances right
it’s just everything, everywhere, them
it’s just all of you, every inch, whenever they can
it’s just something you wanted, maybe you had
it’s all you were, maybe, for awhile
it’s never gonna be like it was though, is it
it’s just never a good time right
it’s just what it was, forever
it’s just alright
it’s probably fine
1d ago
Jun 1, 2026 at 11:35 PM UTC
it was about fascination, of you
of the world, and then telling you about it
it was about sharing everything i see and being seen
it was about coffee dates and stupid stories
it was about laughing and crying and dreams
it was about the stress, the serrated blade of longing
the loneliness you suddenly made so much clearer when you vacated the space between me and myself
it was well rounded
it was full of fear for loss
i was never scared of you
i was never fearful of your scars, your fears
i shared them! i saw!
you didn’t want me too, which ******
you put thoughts in my head and words in my mouth, things i never said or thought
you were so ready to be alone, untethered
i’m sorry for loving it so much i guess
i would fall right back into you if you let me
because no, i do not withhold love, not from those who need it most.
even if i am in some way bewitched to do so, because you intoxicate me in a way i have never been before, an air that i will spend the rest of my life trying to suffocate myself with.
and now im not even sure what it was about
May 8
May 8, 2026 at 12:56 AM UTC
we were joined,
drawn, by doom
we cherish the acknowledgment of doom
we live in spite of doom
in reverence of
with heedful eyes
running from her flames
her daunting, unyielding smother
we LOVE it
we cannot MOVE without it
we wouldn't want to.
Mar 4
Mar 4, 2026 at 4:19 PM UTC
Are blue and green
and gray in light
and are sweet.
They recognize me occasionally, for awhile
enchanted with boyish joy,
they are fearful, they wish you wouldn't watch.
They are in awe, full of Wonder.
Discontent.
Admiration.
Death.
Disbelief.
Shame.
objects of
transparency through
Feb 21
Feb 21, 2026 at 2:28 PM UTC
I bought a new dress and it makes me look like a lost sock
it fits me well and makes me feel grown, the kind of beautiful you find in a fish with funky spots
descriptively the lost sock has the kind of pattern to make you want to take markers and draw on the wall.
the one you go crazy and see women inside of it
gilman could get lost in my dress
makes me want to hold a microphone and unplug it, so that i can let the voice in my head talk over the others.
Jun 28, 2022
Jun 28, 2022 at 1:51 AM UTC
this is what you know, that all things die
all things should cry at some point
all things should know how to pick rocks up and throw them
they should know follow the light that shines during the day, and look under logs to the things that don't.
that all purpose cleaner couldn't be for your brain, that unfinished things chained to the ground will always be shadows up ahead.
that once a strap on your bag breaks, a new strap will be required
that you shouldn't pick wildflowers but sometimes you can't help it.
that love shouldn't come easy but it shouldn't weigh.
that when your eyes sunk into your head, it was time to fill yourself with air.
Jun 28, 2022
Jun 28, 2022 at 1:45 AM UTC
I still think of you when I hear your song
Songs that weren’t yours
When it’s silent
Jun 1, 2022
Jun 1, 2022 at 5:38 PM UTC
a magnet, with little wooden posts,
and little wooden birds. they sit
stagnant still perfect
clay maybe, that stuff from walmart that never dries so you have to cook it in an oven
they never grow old or weather on my fridge
ill polish them, make them wish they could sing
May 10, 2022
May 10, 2022 at 2:01 AM UTC
your cup is empty
you pour people
add some job
a little money
sprinkle little things to make it fizz
too much fizz it overflows
to many things added and it becomes a jungle
the cup needs to be washed
cleaned, sanitized, put in the cupboard for a little
open the cupboard, remember that you can make drinks again
cup care is the most important, because if dropped, filled too often
it gets damaged, frail, old
new cups are hard to come by
new cups take time to make once yours is broken
fill it, empty it, wash it, again
empty for too long, you'll get thirsty and dehydrated.
filled all of the time, you'll drown
Apr 26, 2022
Apr 26, 2022 at 3:21 AM UTC
i am not anything
i am not nothing
i am everything
all the time
every second
every minute
every hour
every day
i am floating
and i am falling
i am cold
and i overheat
i plan
and i spring
i change
my mind
my time
my clothes
my love
i color
i layer
im mean
my heart is huge
3 times too big
i build
i destroy
build again
i dig
i fill
i trip in the hole again
its how i get sometimes
Apr 26, 2022
Apr 26, 2022 at 3:16 AM UTC