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collin Aug 2
do you still read how you did back then,
standing up, whenever you can.
do you still grace the streets of seoul,
hand in hand with a four year old.
does my name come up in talks with friends.
do you still have trouble sleeping in.
do you still go on walks with that little dog.
do you still make french toast the way i taught.

do you still stay so ******* patient
when a man pushes past your limit.
do you still despise the way you waited.
does your world still turn without me in it.
collin Aug 2
this presence feels new
an essence of freshness
like a child’s hand, innocence expressed
in the absence of scars and wrinkles  
like a pointed pause in conversation
a breath, a silence awaiting an answer.
collin Jul 2
as the auctioneer calls out the final bid
i can’t help but think it’s something i did
sinking in mud with you still wet on my lips
trying my hardest to not steer into the skid
collin Jun 30
wasted paper by the reams
a taste to savor by the stream
i wonder how it feels to dream
and know exactly what its supposed to mean
collin Jun 6
she’s the thorn in the side of my heart
if i had it to do again
i would've skipped this part
it feels like i woke up on an airplane
with a loaded gun
i’m trying to move on
but i keep my shoes on
so i’m always ready to run
it’s not the same
it’ll never be the same
i hope i find another flower
just as pretty as its name
collin Jun 4
i’m still the same words in a new font
same old punchline but more nuanced
the same marathon you’ve been running
under all the layers, an onions still an onion
collin May 31
the days keep getting longer
i’m in bed before the sun
i tried to escape my hunger
but there’s nowhere left to run
if i could be the hunter
i think that might be fun
swinging at the thunder
but i’m a bullet without a gun
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