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Mosaic Feb 2017
I sketched you
And watered your plants

We had existential sunrises
Blue from inner death
Fond to gnarled tree
Sick memory of you and me

Coffee no longer no longer
Tastes so bitter

Shy with fear
Do not cross yield
Crop circles ahead
Firery brim firey brim firefly sins
Liminal sythaeshtic bliss

Cerberus innocence
Kite crashing
Temptation mixed with tense
Escape escape escape x2
The loneliness
The lonely winds

Coffee no longer coffee no longer
Tastes so bitter
And I miss my name

Bitter little sinner
Bittler little girl
All the same
Bitter little sinner
Bitter little girl
Learning the same mistakes

Interest to abstract concept
Mosaic Nov 2015
We hibernate our self like the seasons sometimes the roulette city pulsates us out of our circadian rhythms
Destined by epigenetic movement
Humans becoming gutted fish dandelions missing the wish part and just being stem Sometimes I wonder if it'll be an eternal fall

Endangered self awareness
Sleep is a drug as consciousness dims in everyday life
Mosaic Jan 2015
'Cause being alone
Is its own form of home
Mosaic Nov 2016
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
Mosaic Apr 2014
The clouds outside are like a pale suffix to your name
Mosaic May 2015
Today I will go binge eating the alphabet
And coughing up peacock feathers
from my fox like habits
Of being sneaky
       And writing in the dark
  Or in my dreams
Today all poems will be from the past twenty-four hours. Here we go.
Mosaic Mar 2015
Poetry is like laundry
And sometimes,
all day
You just want
to fold origami
Mosaic Feb 2015
I like people who don't
trust people
Like a locked bathroom door
Protected from their own
Self exposure
But I just want to develop them
in black & white

Sell their silhouettes on the black market
Seeing what they're really worth

These are the people
with lures hanging from their teeth
like wind chimes or dreamcatchers

Bodies of abandoned carnivals

And people become like trespassers
On their unholy grounds

Here to document
the decay  
Caress the chipping paint
Hoping for tetanus

They wonder when they became
Archeology
Like the lost part of found
Mosaic Jun 2015
Tribe men are dancing the good fire
Radios on stakes, just as kings men.
Amish will break bread
Rejoicing as cosmonauts
peer down at a world without light

She is silent
My first love
She was the First woman

I felt her tendril of
her being tickled
        by sunlight

Wind making her dance
Hurricanes, that hot shower
Yes, sometimes she bathes in
                                     blood
Human is the most toxic element
        known to man

My love is living in
a burning house
Called Pollution

A drug unknown to her system
Human condition

I love her, so let her go!
        She is wild
not to be tamed
But remember her
remember her name
Mosaic Mar 2015
I am seran wrap
See through
You are tinfoil
But I can't see what's underneath
Mosaic Apr 2014
You undress my thoughts in such a violating manner.
Mosaic Jun 2015
I pulled us up front row seats to a thunderstorm
You drape around me like a moth, warm like firefly gold

We don't want to put the lighting in a jar
The future is already too close

I'm tracing the lightning in your arms now.
in love with a boy whose never let my feet hit the ground
An anti-gravity belt
A contract without the bad kind of sadness
a nice jacket to sleep in when you're not here so I can sleep better when I sleep alone, with only bad dreams to keep me company

Sometimes your jacket is better than my dreamcatcher

We pretend like the rain will never come
The future is already too close

The thunder sounds like rolling over in bed
And I'm facing you in my sleep
A distant beep of reality pulls us from the subconscious
Startled out of it
We opened our eyes at the same time
For some reason it made me feel like I opened my eyes the first time in my life
Love notes.

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