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Cole Nubson Sep 2014
Happiness is only a word.
It was created to help differentiate
between real smiles and masks.

Direction isn't just forward
It is nothing to elaborate
to miles and tasks.
Cole Nubson Jul 2014
Last night was the outcoming,
Of my greatest fear.
I spent an hour alone thinking about it.
I spent an hour filtering past all the things I am afraid of, just to find the greatest one.

It's the mirror that I look in every day
Cole Nubson Jul 2014
You're the solar system,
There's too much for my feeble eyes to admire.
Each freckle is a galaxy in its own.
Cole Nubson Jul 2014
This is my introduction
The stars shunned the moon.

This is my body
Forget the dimple in my love.

This is my conclusion
Misting water over the sunken ship.
Cole Nubson Jul 2014
Bodies buried deep
Under the Vatican.
The candle wicker seeps
Through the attic again.

We hear of death
Dripping from the news.
We heard it's breath
Lifting as it flew.

The yellow bird returns
Without waking the neighbors.
With a broken wing he learns
The delicacy in the flavor.
Cole Nubson Jul 2014
"No, I'll just go home." I respond to an empty question. As my dreary body finds home I notice something has changed.  There is an abundance of the color purple.  I look to where you used to linger. You and all of your yellows. The brightest of them, at that. You left a stain on the floor. You forgot to clean it up. Before I let the mood **** me as usual, I head to my room. Where the scent of you only becomes harsher. I sleep for days. Or something that feels like that. I wake up and set your spot. Make twice the amount of toast I need for myself. Brew twice the amount of coffee. Yet I know you never really liked my blend. It wasn't strong enough for you. I realize you're not coming back. I realize that now I have double the dishes to clean. Double the pillow cases to wash. Double the time to waste. I realize I don't have you. I realize you made me leave that party last night.
Cole Nubson Jul 2014
Shifting oranges in the ash
Emptiness trails from the crash
Crawl into the dark and find
My hours waiting to unwind

Salty eyes burrowed into skin
Composed love slipping thin
Magnitude of the promise land
The change was filtered in sand
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