my pond was touchingly soft. my tail was milk gone blue. a chorus of whining dogs replaced the sun. replaced the moon. i didn’t believe in god. god, i am caught in a net of wounds. dragged into the mouth of a cave. flame tongue sharp; man made. the dogs vanished. my tail cleaved like a heart. i am sat on a nest of teeth. i am given jars to fill. i cry. i fill a jar with tears. i call the jar a pond. i will fill them all

I woke up to the fact that I've been compartmentalizing people.

Sectioning off different aspects of their personality and treating them like strangers.

As if they aren't just one and the same.

It's gotten me in trouble to fall in love with
The good you's and developing too much leniency for the bad you's.

Almost ignoring the bad altogether.

But sometimes we have to put it altogether to accurately make an assessment on someone's character and if we really love them,
And even if you really love them,
Is it safe for you to love them?

I can't hide from the whole anymore.

Its gotta be all or nothing.

the demon asks what i need hands for. voice like mildew on lost books. i don’t know how to answer. prayer, i say. begging. combing my hair. nothing important, the demon says. i don’t agree. i can’t let them go

I tried to love you with everything I had.
My love stirred up the darkness,
Shined a light and
Woke up your demons..
They didn't want love from me..
And one day I realized
Its because they wanted love
From you.

the demon finds my bed in the city of dreams. i am overcome by a tragic sort of thunder. when kissed, i turn to water in the demon's mouth. when woken, i turn to water in my own. this isn't sadness