I ate the poison with you.
I fell right beside you
And I helped you get back up.
I kissed your scraped knees
In the ghosts of your mothers lips
But I was your friend.
I resuscitated your heart
When you stopped it from beating
I drank your tears
And cried them myself.
I cared;
I never once pricked you
With the same needle
The world persistently penetrated
You with
And I would have
****** out the venom
From those snake bites
If you’d asked me to,
Knowing that you’d never
Take that bullet for me,
Even if I asked you to.
But I still jumped into the fire
To make sure you got out
Alive.
And somehow
You thought you were alone.
And somehow I ended up
In front of the gun
And you had no problem
Pulling the trigger.

Like so many
times before,
she went out
into the dark
and pulled it
around her--
its cloak of
          charcoal
              staining
        her fingers
as she
grasped its
deeply opaque
fabric of smoke
turning her
eyes into mirrors--
mirrors reflected
inside out, thoughts
and feelings
brash and quiet
in their subtle
points of weaving
until the cold
gleam of shards
of the onyx air
clung to her form
like an inky abyss,
the very reverse
reflection
of black snow
spilling and seeping
into her essence,
filling the weeping
in whispery presence
until all she could do
was curl into the
soft embrace
of obsidian,
surrender her soul
to the starless sky
and let
it in

I've always wondered what my life
Would have been like.

I've always wondered how
Things would be different.

I've put a lot of stock in love stories.
In the way things are supposed to go.

I think that's kinda silly now.
I think it's a bit childish.
I think it's dreaming for the sake of the dream.
And I shouldn't live like that.

If I,
Could have lived in the moment
Given you everything I knew how to give
Don't everything I knew how to do
Tried to be the best for you
If I,
had done all those things

It wouldn't have mattered--you didn't love me.

If I had known that,
Things would have been better

Long day
No sun no joy
Come home put the
Kettle
On.
It screams
You jump.
Shooo away flame
Dive at the cupboard.
Dig threw it all
Find one:
English teatime
Lemon ginger
Mint melody
Or,
Of course.
It's a day for
Sea grass.
Fill the mug
Dip the bag.
Let it seep
Be glad.