This
is a poem
         because
the margins are ragged
         because
there is a lack of punctuation
         because
my fingers are sounding
all the relevances
of my internal song

god doesn't care
if i skip a comma
or slight a cap
god doesn't care
as long as I
spell the words write

this
is a poem
because

J. Dillinger & Bonnie & Clyde
were heroes for robbing banks;
people cheering them on, after
so long of banks robbing them

Rain’s seige  continues,
Hegemony of waters;
Swirling army’s rush!

I don’t always like being naked
even in my own home
but in this heat
it’s either strip or die

There are those with A/C
acting so civilized
as they turn back temperatures
concerned for their sweat

I’m wet with jealousy
but the humility grew on me
moss in a steamy environment
condensation in the same

Now the only difference
is switching two letters

drag a match
along my teeth
i taste the sulfur
on the tip
of my tongue
staring at the small flame
i have the strongest urge
to touch it
and feel the slight burn
then douse myself in gasoline
and be swallowed by it whole

when we are in love
we are raw red hearts
bleeding
exposed to the flesh
of the night air
in crisp, sharp breaths
ventricles open wide
as its beats paint
the stars crimson,
skylit rubies
baring all
peeled back touch
of cells like
the muck of our guts
spilled out yet
       somehow contained

My insides are
braided, like veins
pumping life into universes
receiving the tender fire
of your jeweled, earthy words
rising to meet each kiss
like an abulation

I am
boiling cherry broth
in this heat-licked ice
that melts upon the tongue
in salted frenzy,
delightful

Wash over me
Hold me in cupped hands,
                       gently
Take me by the tips of
my soul's hips,
                  firmly
for I am at risk
of being pulled into
the sweeping monsoon
of
     your
forever

Hinged
On the edges,
Of wings.

Severed
By grace-
Unrelenting,
Unseen.  

Turning
A light on,
Lifting it up
To heaven.

Life
Is a given.
We can
Only try to learn-
The lessons.  

Healing by
This preface,
To change,
Shape,
And guide us
To our fate.

Letting go,
Of
This worldly
State...

To see
A window's pane,
Fast moving,
A train.

Capturing a moment-
Just as I dreamed it.

Sunlight pouring in
To reveal a view,
A Visage-
Only to see
The same,
Appear the next day,
Always there.

I have no fears
With you.

Tentacles grasping for nutrition
Soaking in everything around you.
Filled with visceral emotion overload
Angered by the world's injustices
You must then express yourself in ink

To empty.

sand squishes between my toes
as ocean waves wash over them,
coming and going.

my thoughts come and go
with them—
i try hard not to
hold on too tight

but i just love the way it feels.