The dead sea is synonymous with me
Salty

We both feel lucky to have each other,
but what happens when the luck runs out

Honest feelings
Born in the indulgeness i'm lingering from
in touch in time
Fall for you existence

Trying to tame a black cat
As pebble stone washed upon shore during moon peering home like health inspection
uncertain necessary
There we lay happenstance of high tide gifted each other liminal
I wanna kiss you again

You are like spam.

I feel like all I inherited from my father,
Is anger

I used to date letter
A boy who wrote like an apology
Then I realized,
He was only good at explaining himself

My meaning in life dissipates
Within my lack of discovery
Place cells eradicating memory
Like forest fire

The stars in my eyes are becoming black holes
Soon they will consume me whole and in my mind I cough up blood
The rivers of the stuff spell words like Mistake and Broken and Forgotten
I just can't stop
I've held it all back like a dam that's finally bursting Through
The seams like a shirt too Full and the buttons go flying like Bullets

I hurt those around me
Thorns are growing from the remaining skin and bone
Protecting me from human contact
I'm disappearing like a little houdini
fading from view like a vanishing point

"All I want to be is your antidote"

And on that day
my Curiosity died.

'Cause being alone
Is its own form of home

I don't write
I don't sleep
Eating is optional
Less human
More whim

I sit on this porch
Waiting for rain
To wash away