Half of me
breathe
the other half
effort to

Something
mess up
brain
chemicals

Too quiet
prohibit
voices
breath

Dying
universal
back of a person's head
wish, faster

vi.

my catharsis, my beacon in the dark
when i walk with you
all my worries
are meaningless

no longer lost
no more aimless wandering
i know what i want to reach,
i'm very sure of what i'd like to keep

you
felt so much like home, maybe you will
always be the home where i
can feel ugly, yet have never felt so safe

I drew a tree
but had no heart
to draw  its root
Only          pointy  leaves
disconnected from
its branches & I       started
*          *crying

The world is an earthquake today
Sways and swings, gently
With care and pleasant touch
Tosses its children like noodles
Children are the assets. They can't be
Killed just yet. Let's wait
Until the skin wrinkles, until the bones
And the loss of tissues are lovers
The world is an earthquake today
Shakes and thrusts, lightly. Softens
As it reaches the ground, as it leaves the
Focus that is in its children's hearts

my knees
swell. my kidneys
fail. i used to
brush my
hair find
tangles, now i just
let them
break. i let them
break
if only my father
is here he will say
no. he won't say
anything i
can imagine. i can't
be
i can't
be.
i don't know how to
talk. the
ability has left
my vocal fold, it has
gone to somewhere better
not here. it has gone
to the place
it's recognized where
it's heard
not here.
not here. my knees
swell i am oversized
in a small present
box for
pranks. pranks. pranks.
i get bored
bored bored boring.

v.

what i feel about you is
not divine; no more
than heat, sparks, or
skin to skin contact.

what i feel about you is
pink, is flesh, is the blood rush --
just
some girl stuffs.

thank god i am full
and i stuff my mouth over
and over again