I like the way
some words
crunch
between my teeth
and slide off
my tongue
like butter

that creamy
frothy bite
which tingles your
your lips

A language
so beautiful
leaves me starving
for more

Almost as if it
were an unquenchable
thirst for sticky
lines
that swells your
heart strings
when those words
are spoken

Poetry is a banquet
for hungry souls

everyday it feels
as if i hunt
for more
to digest

plunging in whole
heartidly
In a wordy abyss

That gut wrenching
throat tightening
excitement
that i can’t seem
To grasp onto

That is what i crave for

She stood on the edge of
the cliff,
admiring the flourescent
lights of doddling parties,
held for glutinous beings
who craved attention.
Powedered up in canceruous pink
and frilled garments.
They danced along with a
buzz that foreshadowed
a crash of glass and metal.
Bright green hair,
held back tight with soft blue
bows
She hopped down rock by rock
Letting her seaweed like locks
Swim through the wind
The music becomes louder and
faster
People drink until their stomachs
fill with sparkling poison

There was a time
where she smiled
for no reason

When dandelions
tickled her silly
and clouds
reminded her of marshmallow
fluff

When rain would drip down
in a waterfall of color
And she would itch
to taste
Its bitterness
To feel its depth of
icy kisses
To see it
fall like sullen
tears
and hear it sing sweet lullabies

All of her senses
seemed to melt
like candle wax

And when home became
a featherless memory
she would dream of
crisp ironed sheets,
creaky floorboards
and baked ******
bread

She was once jovial
Free
to roam
the invisible world
that thrived in forests
and oceans

That saccharine
saltiness
that rolled off her tongue
to whisper
now decomposed
wishes of
tomorrow

There was a time in my life
where i loved God so much
that i prayed desperatley
in the night
The moon washing
over me softly like silk
with tiny hands clasped together
i prayed for things to get better

Along with yellow stained walls
and a clatter of beer cans
off into the distant
I prayed

I thanked god
For giving me my mom
and grandmother
I thanked god for the food
That mom prepared for us
I thanked him for the roof
over my head
and for the waves of happiness
that the church brought to me
I prayed for my dad
I wanted him to care

The day i started to lose faith was like
the breaking of glass
I stood before a deacon
soaked from the rain
curls dripping down
my worn young face

I begged to be blessed again
I needed that feeling one last time
The overwhelming feeling of sunshine
warmth, and honey
I needed to feel God’s hand in
my life

To know he still existed
That he didn’t leave me alone
with my alcoholic dad
and shattered mom

That he was there ready
to give me strength

Days passed
weeks grew into months
and i was forgotten by the church

I began highschool
With empty hope that soon
withered away like an unwatered
flower

I hunger for words
I cant seem to compile
in my endlessly spiraling
brain

At the blooming age of 18    
I knew what i wanted
Face up to wrinkled canopy and
smoky waves crashing down on me
I inhaled smooth
Blueberry clouds
releasing thick waves
Softly through
My lips

I thought about her that day
I closed my eyes
picturing
aquamarine eyes
that could drown
city after city
Consuming everything in its path
however cool
and calm
Like a  river

Laying there with the hot sun
on my face
I recollected that day
slow and sweet
kisses that left sparks
that caught fire
burning everything around us
until it all melted into a
brilliant river of light

Her velvet touch
Honey milk kisses
and a voice that dripped
like wet paint

She reminds me of blue
like a bright
sky
One that made you close
your eyes to feel
the sun bath you
with sweat trickling down
the soft edges of
your jawline

She reminds me
of sunflower fields
that swayed lightly
in the cool afternoon of summer
A hint of dew
That seemed to melt
off their petals

She was beautiful
her mind, body and soul

She saw the world
as it was
Like delicately blown glass
filled with dandelion fuzz
and saw dust

She was art so greatly defined
made by satiny
clay
and as years
flew by
she became more defined
with age

and her soul
was a jewel
undescribable

Amidst the thicket of people
stood, lanky and broad
a girl of color
Fine, smooth skin
That tasted of mint and
Charred woods
And with the crowd
she swayed like the waves
on a beach
Endlessly pushing the bank
with deep blues and moss green
Softly, her lips drawn
and eyes fixated on the swirling
lights that encased the room
Men and women
Of all shapes and colors
pirouette in an endless haze
that she couldn’t seem to grasp
Onward she looks
her hair flawlessly blankets
her diamond face
Fuzzy and smudged from
Cosnuming everything that left a lifelong sense
Of tingles and laughter
A man in the form of red
finds his way to her
They twirl, caper and sway
to the music that drowned out
their sense of mind
And with a sip
Of bitter juices that seemed
to melt her body like butter
She fell in his arms
Finally the moon sleeps
and the sun rises with happiness and glory
basking the earth in its light
awakes the girl with flawless hair
and midnight skin
Sheets stained with cranberry and
Steel
She soon realizes
She didn’t ask for this
the long smothering kisses
and ripping of fabric
She didn’t ask for the endless glasses
of tasteless drinks
and bruised skin
She didn’t ask for it