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392 · Sep 2015
Hours
Tupelo Sep 2015
There is so much exhaustion in every breath
I do not know how much more these lungs can take
The windows remain open, ready to let the world on in
I've been sleeping for years now, deep in this soil
The roots invaded my chest, stole my lifeblood
Grew a rosebush in my wake,
Set ablaze the thorns, burning now more than ever,
What a world this is
It is difficult for me now more than ever, I'm so sorry for everything.
391 · Oct 2021
Morgue
Tupelo Oct 2021
The morgue is filled with all
the dead faces I once wore,
I am no mortician ,
The bodies have begun to rot,
The men I once claimed to be
can no long pass for the real thing,
I wore their faces like masks,
Played the role that was asked,
Encores were demanded,
I was not prepared for this,
I am no mortician,
The bodies have begun to rot,
I guess the show goes on,
Even with broken things
388 · Apr 2015
Margot
Tupelo Apr 2015
You've got me speaking Neruda,
Sonnets circling around in my head,
Rolling those sweet words from the tongue,
Surrounding this daughter of the seas
So I'd like for you to hold still,
And let this heart dance within me
387 · Sep 2014
Cherry
Tupelo Sep 2014
Hold steady this heart of mine
for it rumbles in your absence
left me quivering in a golden tomb
I lay silent underneath the cherry tree
watching the clouds creep across the sky
Just like we did long ago
386 · Dec 2015
Ithaca
Tupelo Dec 2015
Head in his books, Mind fluttering elsewhere
Floating back across the atlantic
The breeze rustles the crowns of their golden heads,
Taking what they’ve learned back to the place
from which they once came,
For hours now they’ve stared off into the distance,
Her touch introduces itself to my side,
Our sails carry southern winds,
Making our way past foreign lands
The lights of the mainland have dulled in the distance
And the vast of the ocean is all that remains
383 · Dec 2015
mortem
Tupelo Dec 2015
How can you love a dying thing?
I never wanted to be like this,
It is just that..
The ins and outs of mourning
do not ever really fade
382 · Mar 2017
Timeless
Tupelo Mar 2017
This has been one monsoon of a week
These longings came flooding in
My chest is full of unwanted things
I am drowning from within myself
Reaching for some island inside me
Some where to seek shelter for awhile
As this world turns ever so faster
And this heart beats in a ever so quiet lull
There are fewer life boats than swimmers.
382 · May 2017
Honey
Tupelo May 2017
I've packed parts of me in boxes
To make space for the rest of you
381 · Jul 2014
August
Tupelo Jul 2014
The ocean will always whisper to
me it's sea salt kisses,
The moon hung high above it,
Seeing all my ***** and forgottens,
We looked for trouble all night,
Slept when the sun came up,
I felt like a child again.
380 · Aug 2015
Enough
Tupelo Aug 2015
On this hillside,
I eyed down the tides,
Watched you roll on in,
Back and forth
This game of chance,
Be my always,
Tell me about forever,
Im tired of writing valentines,
To unrequited lovers
You are all the doo-***
375 · Sep 2014
Linoleum
Tupelo Sep 2014
The linens are still waiting for
you on the bedside table,
I left the window open,
letting the breeze and sunlight
saunter on in just how you used to like it,

Picture frames on the walls are just memories behind glass,
trapped like history in a museum,
no magnifying glass will show me where it all went wrong,

I am not the best at math,
tell me what to do to this equation
so both sides come out alright,
divide me by 2, I am only half of myself without you

There are still parts of us concrete
a sidewalk between our waists,
not yet overgrown with dandelions in the crevices,

Note books are drowning in alphabets,
all the right words, in all the wrong sentences,
rivers beneath my skin, help me to stop the flooding
375 · Oct 2014
Full
Tupelo Oct 2014
Know not of who this one was for,
But it was a carousel in my head,
Around and around it whispered,
Secrets I dare not be the carrier of,
Wrapped themselves around my hip,
I hope nobody sees
374 · Jan 2017
Firework
Tupelo Jan 2017
******* Turns my insides into fireworks
I soar through the night in an inferno
I'll burn till the early morning sun
And I've never felt more alive
374 · Mar 2017
12-3
Tupelo Mar 2017
Who am I to want
from a heart which has
nothing left to give
373 · Jul 2014
Juice
Tupelo Jul 2014
I have never known my father to be a man seen in marrow,
to see weakness in arms that once held me high
above his head and upon his shoulders,
pops ain’t what he used to be momma will say,
and i am not the one to hold atlas in my arms
for that has always been his role,
my palms do not have knowledge yet, but i am learning
it is 2:17 a.m and july has held its warm wet heat,
I drove my dad to the hospital this week,
pops ain’t what he used to be,
but he is and always will carry our pride
like wings stretched wide
held high and full of might, eyes of hope and old war
stories which flow from his throat,
370 · Oct 2015
III
Tupelo Oct 2015
III
These rainstorms stole my heart,
This feeling I’ve professed,
Let it ring out loud,
Forget the physicality of it all,
To know the difference,
Between the sound of another,
And the cries of your own
Such a sinful security,
What a way to love,
Ive fallen too **** hard,
and too **** fast,
To be thinking like this.
369 · Dec 2016
1762
Tupelo Dec 2016
I've dirtied these palms
Mistakes from before
I've killed off my demons
They all ran like the wind
I've buried myself in bodies
Hoping to find something again
I've never been so lost
Such a gallery of faces,
none of them mean anything
368 · Apr 2015
Bedside
Tupelo Apr 2015
Stories never read
Tales untold
Forgive me for now
Our pages grow old
367 · Apr 2018
29 Times
Tupelo Apr 2018
To be honest
I miss my home
The absent minded drives
Back to the street I grew up on
The nights on the pier
The smell of a twilight
To be honest I miss the people
The quirks and the oddities
I miss the way they speak
The comfort it all can bring
I miss the way she looked at me
So much has changed now
Maybe I have too
But certain parts of me long
for the way it once was
But what I know can never be
365 · Sep 2015
Pesticide
Tupelo Sep 2015
What was once house weeds
Flourished into the rose bush
Growing full and wide
Making the most of this bed
Avoiding the closeness
Stems filled with thorns
Dripping that scarlet red
Marked with the hearts
Of all your past lovers
Their names in your roots
How lovely are the petals
This curiosity of touch
What could’ve been
Has never surfaced
when cheese gets gooey
364 · Aug 2014
Untitled
Tupelo Aug 2014
We lost each other in December,
The snow covered the tracks we left,
In the spring our ribcages bloomed,
The flowers grew wild and plenty,
It's summer now and I miss your heat,
I hope you come when the leaves fall
364 · Aug 2015
Louisiana
Tupelo Aug 2015
Watched the clock
Prayed seconds would turn to hour glasses
Hoped that this noise would silence
and that the only song in the room
Would be the sound of your lungs
as you kissed the ceiling
Over and over again
362 · Sep 2015
Valentine
Tupelo Sep 2015
These chances we take,
Wherever they may lead
Never forget to laugh
To think with your mind
Feel with your heart
And cherish every word
A letter
360 · Apr 2015
Seventy-Two
Tupelo Apr 2015
To my father,
Come on home,
The bells are ringing
and the tides rolling slow
358 · May 2017
The lighthouse
Tupelo May 2017
This lighthouse of a body turns
as the evening rolls in
This fog of a week has been
clouding the thoughts that circle
round and round inside my head,
I still do not know what it is that
makes these storms gather within myself
Still do not know how to make
all the thunder in me settle to a hum
I still guide the ships home at night
I still stand tall in the rain
357 · Jul 2014
Lady Night
Tupelo Jul 2014
the way your thighs shake make me tremble

the way you gasp sonnets up to the ceiling

let me kiss all these beauties onto your insides

let me rest these weary hands upon your hips

bodies dancing together as one

let me hold all you have

let me find all the places nobody sees

fill up my ribcage with golden laughs

let us make this last forever
356 · May 2015
Van Morrison
Tupelo May 2015
When the heavens open up
And the rivers sings loud,
I hope you make instruments of trees
Hold steady by my side darling
Take away these night aches
Swing your hips beside mine
Move your body to the light of the moon
353 · Feb 2016
Untitled
Tupelo Feb 2016
what will it take to finally understand
the pattern in my lungs
and the reason for the air
353 · Mar 2017
Adderly
Tupelo Mar 2017
My favorite music
Is the way your body sings
Caressing the strings
Of our echoing desires
Passing secrets
With the collision of skin
And for a time
The clock stands still
And this world falls silent
352 · Oct 2021
Old Haunts
Tupelo Oct 2021
Cut me open
Watch my insides drain
Saltwater flooding the room
Making and island of this bed
Poems folded and floating
Like little paper ships
Destined to sink
Back to the floor
To rest with the fishes
As it once was
And so it shall be
351 · Jul 2015
Whitney
Tupelo Jul 2015
My god she's got angels in her throat
Every word sounds like a melody
She could read me tax reports and
I would mistake them for love songs
How can I compare my notes to yours?
How did you steal the ocean from my gaze
What love is this that has its own orchestra
One that wakes the trees in the morning
And whispers lullabies when I dream
Some more cheese
348 · Jan 2018
Southern Moons
Tupelo Jan 2018
The open window beside our bed
Welcomes the light of southern moons
Highlighting the shape of your body
The hill of your waist to upper thigh
I want to drink the moon
From every inch of your form
Hold you in the night as if this world
Stands still just for the two of us merely for a moment
As the smell of the wind and the sounds of the magnolias rusting in the distance float on in
My eyes fall heavy in this paradise of a bed
The insects sing songs of our dreams in the midnight hours
347 · Nov 2015
The hum
Tupelo Nov 2015
After the chatter of evening
A hush floods the room
The willow seeps the moon
Upon the yard in its wake,
She's been dancing for hours now,
Making a mausoleum
of this home
346 · Oct 2016
Scrapbook
Tupelo Oct 2016
Some nights I do still miss you.
At times I’m tempted to call out.
But I know those days have come and gone,
And the name you knew back then is nothing
but a whisper when you pass by those memories.
I hope all is well.
346 · Jun 2018
Days
Tupelo Jun 2018
A twilight brings solace
Dawn brings announcement
Morning brings the work
The sweat and the blood
Pooling beneath us
The dusk brings goodbyes
The night brings reflection
Twilight brings prayer
346 · May 2017
Supper
Tupelo May 2017
We all want the ocean
Or to hold mountains in our palms
Feel the winds whisp between our fingertips
And the warmth of summer on our necks
We all want everything
But to be content with this small plate of life
Should fill the heart up to its brim
343 · Oct 2021
Untitled
Tupelo Oct 2021
I died today
In that quiet place we shared
Where the sun trickled in
between the cracks in the blinds
Like dawn through the trees

In that place where we took
shelter from the storms,
Listening to the rain fall heavy
above our heads

I died today
In those moments in between
Where the leaves fall softly
And the insects still sing
like leaves in the fall
343 · Jul 2016
Rest
Tupelo Jul 2016
I am mending this heart of mine,
Sewing together the parts torn away,
The distance I've put between
us was intentional,
I can not move forward
with you on my horizon,
You've made your decision,
Your own path to take,
I am headed for the south,
Somewhere for solace,
Somewhere to rest
342 · Jul 2016
I do not understand
Tupelo Jul 2016
Your letters intended for me
were sent to another address
don't even know what to do
341 · Sep 2015
Effleurer
Tupelo Sep 2015
Timid touch
Silent wantings,
Too afraid to ask,
Too numb to feel,
But the warmest
of all these months,
Were the ones
by your side
Obvious
341 · Sep 2015
195
Tupelo Sep 2015
195
Withered Innards
No beauty in the beast,
Where is the medicine?
Do not be some savior,
When something is broken,
It is easier to find a new one.
339 · Mar 2017
Inferno
Tupelo Mar 2017
We dance by the fire
Burn our thighs
I watch you glow in the light
Love you like a airplane
Soar with grounded wings
Share teeth like the dentist do
Let me die silent
Let us be at peace
hold our bodies close
Until this heart is at ease
I was drunk writing this
339 · May 2015
Coming Clean (10w)
Tupelo May 2015
Counting down the seconds
Waiting for the next
"Last Time"
338 · Sep 2017
Peppermint
Tupelo Sep 2017
I dreamt of peace
For these oceans to settle
These chains to be broken
This skin to be just the mark
of my mother and father
I dreamt of peace
For these tables to be full
That the soul will dance
the only way it knows how
I dreamt of us
I dreamt of you
338 · Apr 2017
Gasoline
Tupelo Apr 2017
light a fire in my chest
Melt away the frozen parts
My mind has been shivering for years
You bring this heat back to my spine
And I’ve been burning like gasoline
these past dreams of evenings
338 · Sep 2017
A
Tupelo Sep 2017
***
As simple as the seasons
I'll say this how it comes
I'm dying to hold you
I want to taste your skin
Caress your body
and tell you about this love
This quiet simple thing
334 · Oct 2015
II
Tupelo Oct 2015
II
The day brings dawn,
Sunlight across your face,
Outlining the most precious of frames,
What a masterpiece in it’s borders,
Venus can do you no justice,
So many questions to ask,
Searching for the answers,
I’ve held my tongue for weeks now,
Too infatuated with your tones,
To care much about anything else
334 · Nov 2021
Greg
Tupelo Nov 2021
Tonight I listened to your story
Heard the path you have walked
How you took flight with angels
And how you came crashing back to earth
If I could
I wish I could take all the hate in your heart
Bury it in some forgotten chest
and set it out to sea
You say how you've become a shell
Battered and bloodied
The king of nothings
Shackled to a spiteful god
who will never know your name
You say they only thing you ever loved
was the way she made you feel
How she flooded your veins and
claimed your body like a battlefield
And how everyday without her
leaves you more hungry than the last
333 · Jun 2017
Lock
Tupelo Jun 2017
These fabricated affections
Make a fortress beneath the skin
A labyrinth to this heart
An ocean in these lungs
The chains of confessions
Has made these words ever so fragile
333 · Sep 2015
ménage à trois
Tupelo Sep 2015
Rumor has it
The gentle of midnight
Has held this simple bed
Lay me down upon it,
Play a chorus of skin
I hope you read every word
I've never spoke
Cheddar
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