Birdcaller

Birdcaller Nov 2017

please

"i'm okay"
you insist
when your hands are shaking
your body starving

"it's fine"
you repeat
with red weeping from your veins
tears staining your cheeks

if only i could see you
steady your hands and dress your wounds

but from here
all i can do is plead

old habits die hard
but these habits
might **** you instead

#habit

Birdcaller Nov 2017

only human

is that all that we amount to?

hoardes of people thrashing
against stubbornly-still water
treading water as we await
our final moments

is that all that we can be?

when the world is so vast
reaching to us with its arms
far-stretched beyond the horizon
beckoning us to life

( catch me writing poetry in a dark bathroom at 9 on a thursday )

Birdcaller Mar 2017

okay.

is this how it's supposed to be?
am i supposed to be this mad?
i tell you over and over
you DONT

i get it i really do but love
we dont have a CHOICE

Birdcaller Feb 2017

missing you

we talk every day
screen in hand we share the world
every detail in black and white

your voice sounds so much sweeter
when your lips are in front of me
and not the camera

i said i would stay
my promises slipped away, got lost
trickled through the cracks and left

maybe one day further along
ill get a little better at keeping
all these promises

i never wanted to leave
i did it to be free to spread my clipped wings -
but now i sit and wonder if i could have stayed

#habit #homesick

Birdcaller Feb 2017

WRONG

everything here feels
wrong wrong wrong
cars dont sound
quite the same as they did
when i had a home

why did i decide to leave

Birdcaller Feb 2017

Untitled

i have universes
in my mind
that i can't seem
to verbalize

it's almost 4am
and some thoughts
cant even be captured
by works of art

Birdcaller Jan 2017

spoken word

take
me
home

before all my bones split apart and slip through the cracks
do this one thing
for me

watch the wonder drain from my eyes as this world
this beautiful, horrible world
burns EVERYTHING ive worked for to the ground

take me HOME

give me back the days where I could sit and not have to worry
about whether or not I have the right to even exist in this melting *** of
faces and bodies
constantly shifting
while I remain static
because I am what I am and nobody can take that from me but YOU

TAKE ME HOME

let me sing myself to sleep while you frolic about in your castle built of marble and ignorance
where every note falls on deaf ears and every cry is silenced by a bullet
you can HAVE all your power
make every person COWER in your wake
but despite all that
none of us are yours

I'm angry about this Trump thing.

#anger