collin

collin Aug 2021

therapy

it is like a fistful of barbed wire
to pull myself out of lava

collin Aug 2021

go, team!

glass on glass
shattered saturdays
past of gladly laying
on the couch, watching football

collin Aug 2021

moving on

sold all of my ****
at least in my head i did.
i want nothing to do with it
cause all of it feels like you

i’ll play make believe
at a pawn shop on university
i feel like the slate is clean
and now i don’t know what to do

collin Aug 2021

49 days

layers of lapping ocean
papier-mache mask elapsing
insecurities, the ****** scenes
the dark and dirt and gritty ****

collin Jul 2021

trust

treading water
after the alter
i belong to you
and nothing could ever break my bond

something altered
traumatic summers abroad
finding something better
and returning liking different songs

i believe in forever
forever my deepest flaw
in a generation of
believing in nothing at all

he was the something
and i was just the nothing you sought

collin Jul 2021

evil soil

foundation giving away
i am surrounded by dirt
falling helplessly grasping
reaching out for roots
and getting nothing in return
but worms and soot.
sometimes the ground we stand on
would rather swallow every foot

collin Jul 2021

bye

speak to me in a tone
blanket me in the concept
of not being alone
supposed to be in love
it feels like that except
the trust and comfort and other stuff
that makes love…well love