I want to go where you roam and dance in the woods
pull my spine from the ground like you knew that you would
arching toward light in the beginnings of night
open your soul to where you think we could go

I used to play the cloud game in the stucco of my bedroom walls. 

My eyes confined to the few feet surrounding my pillow,

finding hippos and continents before I drifted off to sleep,

always comforted they would be there when I woke.

I’d start the next day carried away
by the dreams I failed to recall.
Chasing thoughts like kites on a string,
blown through the sky by the sharp spring breeze,
tails spinning in the wind.

I don’t have those same walls to look at now,
so I settle for the sky. the clean and clouded sky.
looking for familiar shapes in the silhouettes and shadows
of the crisp, clear clouds
as I watch the sun fall down.


I can no longer see those cartoon shapes,
the way they would stay in just one place.

If you ask me to find them now, 
all I see are nail holes.
this way, I don’t feel like I’ve pinned through the sky.

ring by ring they count-
pausing at the middle,
and winding back out.
scratching at the bark,
chopping away the limbs,
peeling apart the leaves,
frailty never wins.
it's a shame they didn't know,
you have to **** it before that will show.

sing with me my siren song,
follow me from dusk til dawn.

when you look at the ocean,
what do you see?
are you overwhelmed by the strength
of the saltwater tides?

I'm diving inside your ocean alive

weave me into the sky
signal through smoke
winding from the sea to the trees
raining ashes over me

the sand is the sign
warming beneath the treeline
waiting out the current
to carry me away

diamond eyes above the prize
dancing below the darkening skies

draw me out of your moleskine,
I'll come alive that way.
I can be the one you want,
if not then on the pages I will stay.

you can dress me how you like,
just make sure you use pen.
you see, there's nothing worse
than uncertainty in men.

give me beauty without weight,
polish me with sand.
I want to be the spark that lights the day,
something intended but unplanned.

give me a mirror that reflects
only what I want to see.
I need to feel sufficient,
I need to be set free.

give me only these two things,
the need for comfort and control.
I'll promise that this world
will never seem more whole.

are kind eyes enough to light up this love
the feeling of you pressed down from above
hip bones connecting, impressions so new
brushed by the nights so far and so few

will this be worth all the strain and the mess
the effort so thin, drawn together by pen
watching the stars in the deep backyard sky
unsure if this is already awry

I miss the ink that will trace out my thoughts
eager but lost
in the scribbles and frost
the mess and the lines
that are always awry
locked into the lies
they fight with the tides

like a fish out of water,
I'm swallowing up the sand.

I want for you to freely come to me with flowers in your hand and your heart wrapped around your wrists. These things come swiftly but can’t be forced. It’ll be like a bolt to your chest that you’re not ready to feel. I want you to look into my eyes like you’re seeing magic fluttering around my pupils. Stardust that we both came from is floating in between our lips, careful not to crush it though - it might only appear this once. I can’t tell you how to feel these things, only that they should come with ease.

I spoke about you the other day.

I wondered what I would say

if our paths crossed some way. 



Would I tell you of success?

Of the mountains I ran

and the smiles I've shared,

how my back bends with the light,

every morning and night?



Or would I reveal 
how deeply I feel,

how I can crumble and crack

with the weight of our past?



How no other soul 
will fit into the mold

you've carved in my heart 

even while we're apart.



How the years will still pass, 

I'll kick and I'll cry,

I'll break and I'll fall, 

but only inside.

swallow the sun
before you look at the one
who will take your words away

that way you'll still shine
line after line
through all the glances you'll stay

my legs are like bricks
glued together sticks
with elephant ears to boot

I still forget
that my mind hasn't left
the zoo or inside of this room

Twist up the spout that’s draining
into the gutter.
Cover the cracks,
Bloom into summer.

will I always be so scared to fall
into your arms and mind?
I've looked and left myself without
what I see within your eyes.

we'll wrap into each other's arms
waiting for the sun to shine.
the time is fleeting
and we're still finding
when our lives will coincide.

tonight I'm writing the shortest goodbye
I'll guess three minutes tops
til I'm out like the light

I'll cover you up and slip out the back door
the one that creaks when it opens
and rubs across the floor

I can't explain my haste in this dimly lit room
but I'll scribble some love
I can't seem to erase

I'll leave it under your pillow
the one that you'll grasp
until you realize I'm gone just a second too late

fall on me slowly
coldly
and kind

you cover the surface
of my heart
and my mind

stay with me til morning,
the sun may not rise
to melt off the scars
you've left me to find

You came to me so quickly,
a quick reminder of myself
Your soul stole away my smile
after being near me just a while.

Time will pass and moons will rise,
you'll move closer toward your fire
I'll stay up high,
finding more time to fill with yearning and desire.

If we'll meet again and reconnect,
form together growing greater
I'll think of the time your eyes met mine,
and I remembered my true nature.

sing me a song,
said the songbirds loved one
we'll float up in the drafts
of the seasons as they pass
the leaves will fall down like crumpled papers
across the ground

sing me a song,
before you leave for too long
they'll be left to study the sharpness of his scratch
all the while knowing it will last,
compared to the curves of her pen
looking through a memory filled lens

sing me a song,
and nothing will go wrong

What are you trying to find, empty girl?
The space beneath your soul
Is getting filled from below.
No longer delicate and pure
You’ve lost your ability to discern
The hunger from the yearn.

fill me from the top
the head, the knot
lead me to the line
of the pristine and the prime
introduce me so free
under the spineless pine tree
expecting me to find my home once again

give me the nectar from your lips
whispered words separate the innocence between our hips

the blue of my absence
the black of this abscess
filled with the frightening sense of the light

press into me softly
follow me swiftly
until the center flows into the dark of the night

They feel more than my heart. The cracks in the creases catch all the broken pieces. Too thick for rings and all the fallen feelings. They catch me when I fall and forbid me from the crawl. Dry when neglected, useful when attended. A lesson to all those needing to be mended.

looking for familiar shapes
in the silhouettes,
as we watch the sun go down.

we might only be replacing
past lovers with another,
but I'll take it for now.

I slept through the summer sunset
the solstice sat upon my hips
shadows falling past us
quiet the words outside our lips

I am expansive. Much like the oceans eating deserts, not the other way around. I am a stream of thought. I am incoherent yet understood. I am everything but lost. Find me in the sky. Find me in the ground. Wound around the roots anchored down, where the light fails to reach. I am in the sun you greet. I can be in everything you see, just as you are everything to me.

I'm falling inside your body and mind
our eyes align
your soul into mine

I want to remember all the days that will come,
the dark and the light,
the sweat and the sun.

I lie underneath the swaying trees,
fall beneath the stinging bees,
you'll hear me in the blowing breeze.

transmit me from here to there
let me see your hopes and fears
burning away in the coming years

I know you're around me
we've just got to see
how long I can wait beneath the trembling trees

when will I know you
I need to see how it ends
the vision's still blurry, a fog on the lens

look out below the snow and the show,
the curtain is blocking the wind

stay outside the ring as the marauder sings,
stay here to see who will win

I lost myself in someone else.
unlike the losing of character,
I feel more like myself.

we sat on the earth
the air in our lungs
a picture so clear
you were my dear, calling me darling.

my mind is turned
with the thoughts of you
so far from me
thinking of sinking, into the deep dark sea.

follow me darling,
comparing our scarring,
in the darkening folds of the light

my eyelids are falling,
filling and fusing,
beginning to embrace the night

find me in the middle
of the dark and light.
I'm in the center of the world,
with the core burning bright.
I'll dare you to come find me
beneath these layers of the night.
I live below the soot and soil,
you just might burn alive.

september is over
as flowing with water
ebbing tides, endless rides
lightening skies with the darkening tribes

october draws near
feeling far from the clear
the fall of love, the call above
not knowing if home is here or there

I will let you go
because I have no right to hold tight
grasping through the crisp clear night,
holding on so you'll stay

but as long as I'm here
in your arms I'll remain
don't hold me too tight,
I can still run away

I carried my head on a spit,
I saw my beauty til my head got dizzy
and I made it back alive.

my oh my,
     how that sun is tiring
how it cracks through the sky
   how the light is firing
bathe our bodies in the warmth
    the rays break upon our core
we always ask for more
    but the hills begin to warn
to shade our eyes
   to rest our minds
       and trust it will still rise.

they seem to grow slowly
until you see the photographs.
moments of time passed.
rewound through a lens,
hidden behind glass.
when we're paused
a vision is more clear,
but no one lives that way,
my dear.

there's always an 'or something.'
a way to avoid expressing what you want,
an escape at the end of your stagnating thoughts.
a break in the line, the passing of time
until you know what to say again.

why is it so far to go
home to the arms of the places I know?

the hills that I've climbed
the valleys so low
the familiar signs
in the lights turned down low

here the sun hides
in the mountains at night
I just miss the light
in the break of the tides

go without me, please
you bring me to my knees
the feeling of floating through the breeze
dragged down near the trees
roots grasping up toward a feeling always fleeting like the bees
finding summer somewhere else
bearing down without myself
knowing there's no time to make a move without something left to prove
are we at the end of the line?
the end of the rope and the rhyme?
rhythm is gone like the sweet winter song
left to blossom all along as the warming spring will thaw

inspired by the thought of leaving so soon,
embracing empty rooms and fleeting full moons

what have i done in my life yet today?
nothing worth remembering she thought,
as her thoughts went astray

reminisced of old friends,
of lost wishes and loves
the feeling she’d find running loose in her mind

she saw those surrounding
their pain and their hope
with the love that they had at the end of their rope

is it all over now?
she’d ask herself more
to find empty replies, still yearning for more

softened edges
broken bridges
rising tides and stained impressions

I have a fullness within. Today it is dark, though not all the time. Blood flows through my veins, carving lines deep inside. Still opening to light, my eyes lost their shine. Dim not for long, they will see their siren song - calling to the mystery, the unknown history that will illuminate the wrong. Wonder will cover the doubts of the darkness, breathe into me the light of my presence.