Oskar Erikson

Oskar Erikson May 2017

scraps

give me what little
i ask.

i can pick upon the tablecloth
for the dregs:
the words cast off in forgetting glances.
to make a piecemeal love
slightly more whole.

give me what little
you think i deserve.
i can no longer fast on my hope:
so please;

give me what little love
you can spare.
no one thought this was fair
least of all
me.

#love #food #hunger #begging

Oskar Erikson May 2017

i can but read.

78 cards
to lay out before me.
i am not a superstitious person
but what other avenue is available?
to have something solid
to cling to
is better than free-falling.
tarot roots
please grow from me
and blossom into something
tangible.

#tarot #cards #future #security

Oskar Erikson May 2017

building bridges

you appreciate:
....distance...
more than I'd planned.
so how do I communicate
a need:
....to hold your hand....
?

#reach #out #and #hold

Oskar Erikson Apr 2017

unbalanced

wanting to listen to

another heartbeat

more than my

own.

#heartbeat #hearing #10w

Oskar Erikson Apr 2017

behind my teeth

i taste like smoothed out stones.
washed over and over again
made shiny by dew and pressure.

i taste like snow covered tree's.
smothered by an icy blanket
but still rough to the touch.

i taste like sparks leaping from anvils
burnt out beauty
smoldering smoke.

i taste like home.
but
i do not know if

i want to taste like you.

#tongue #relationship #kissing

Oskar Erikson Apr 2017

Burial Rites

mingle our ashes
let us not part in death
let the memory
(itwillnever-wilt-nor-blossom-both)
be all that is left.

Patroclus: You live on.

#greek #myth #achilles #patroclus

Oskar Erikson Apr 2017

a long time ago.

this is lust disguised as love
and
infatuation in the skin of feeling.
Superficial
surface level
stirrings
THAT MEANT
SOMETHING-

#age #older #relationship