Casuarina

Casuarina Jan 2013

Cold. (2009)

All I see is our breath in the cold air

swirling, disappearing.

I would gladly stay forever here.

Live for the rest of my existence in your arms.

Safe, protected.

Heated only by our sighs, we lay silent.

Comforted by the thought that in this moment, we are completely content, being

alone
together.

I watch the snow drift down and land silently, outside of your window.

In the disguise of darkness, of night, of cold

I rise and fall with your every breath.

I know you are all that I will ever need.

Casuarina Jan 2013

J.W.Red

****** knuckles
and whiskey on your breath.
"If you think this is bad, you should see the mail box."
and with that you begin to weave the tale
of how you defended love's honor.
I smile.

Casuarina Jan 2013

Cracked.

Can I come to bed?
I don't feel right sleeping alone.
Some like to stretch out.
I'd prefer to be curled next to anyone.
It's not fake if we both pretend it's real.
You know you need this and
I know I need it too.
I promise I'll be good.
You promise nothing in return.
As long as we agree to agree,
no one will get hurt.
I can sing you to sleep,
if you don't listen.
I can love you,
if you don't look.

We searched for familiarity in pieces of one another.
I am too attached to your fissures now
to break this apart.

Casuarina Jan 2013

bad beat.

mouth tastes of copper.

I wonder how much of it was real.
This song always reminded me of you.

The words aren't there.
Or are they just buried beneath the remains of another?
Decomposing with every day that goes by.
Nails long with memory.
Teeth yellowed with regret.

*Pocket rockets have got me betting that you cared more than you ever wanted to admit.

Casuarina Jan 2013

Untitled

I won't miss the mess
or
the cold
I won't miss the anxiety
or
this apartment.

But,
I will miss your hand reaching for mine in the dead of night.
I will miss the fumbling walks home.
I will miss your suggestive eyebrows.

*I had a grand scheme for this place. I had big dreams and big ambitions. While most of what I set out to do, or become, died with the new year,there is one thing that I am proud to say that I accomplished in this time...
We became closer than either of us could have imagined. I think that's an achievement in itself.

Casuarina Jan 2013

ennui.

A fever
once wound itself around my fingers, crept up my spine,
until I could think of nothing other.

Made a home of my head,
an empty room of my heart.

This infection
pushed itself from under my skin.
Silently, it burrowed into yours.

I see it looming behind your eyes.
I hear it speak while you are dreaming.
I feel it's company in every lost caress.

Casuarina Jan 2013

lice.

Drink another beer darling,
drink another beer.

It's the only time I get any sort of real emotion out of you.
So grab another.

What's worse? The fact that you only show affection to me when you are 7 in,
or that I put up with this incoherent love affair?

daliance. daliance.

Can a year still mean nothing?

Tonight,
I've decided that it can.

— The End —