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Explaining things to Matt
Is like rain
A fresh start
A chance to grown and to renew
To do it right
As the heavy floods sink into the soil
Into the roots
That shoot out beautiful blooms
Pouring over me and washing away the scars
And the doubts written on my skin
Stealing the staining ink away
Refreshing raindrops
Carry away the insecurities
So unlike the tear drops that write them
It’s like springtime
With my skin clear of the dark pen for once
The world is alive with color again
After the longest coldest darkest wait
But it’s like winter too
The first snow fall
That blankets everything with a clean white fresh start
It’s like laughing
A feeling that just bubbles forth and pulls you about in its wake
Refusing to let you stop smiling
It’s like a breath
After drowning for the longest time
In all my sorrows
It’s like singing
When you forgot you had any voice at all
Being heard
When everyone forgot they had ears
Explaining things to Matt
Isn’t joy
It’s beautiful blessed relief
 Apr 2012 Evan Backward
RKM
now I see you were chipped from these streets
and your beauty sings like a starling picked from his nest
you don’t belong with us, our sun can’t colour you in
without going over the lines
and our drink will erode the stone beneath your skin
you had better return to your glass city
before you hold too many of our hands
and we pull you into our grey sleep.
 Apr 2012 Evan Backward
RKM
Phantom
 Apr 2012 Evan Backward
RKM
she swims around me, curling through veins
in a roller-coaster cart. eyelids slowly
opening to existence,
my own miniature ghost

she has your toes. finds a fold
in my skin and follows the line westwards
walks a tightrope with your balance
and my echoing laughter.

they said it was in my mind,
that I gave birth.
 Apr 2012 Evan Backward
BB Tyler
I
seem to be sinking.
Miss,
excuse me, but haven't we met before?
The
look you gave that old man, the
way
it was like the light I see, through water as I'm sinking.
You
don't remember? here take my hand,
read
these valleys. Don't you remember the streams
between?
Pardon me, it's not catharsis, it's only
the
pressure pushing it out, making
lines
where there were once spheres.
You promise I'll never be alone.
Never again.
You say you'll burn all of the pain away
With the heat of your kiss.
You'll take me somewhere
Far from this life
Of bruises and broken dreams.

I know that you mean every word.
But these are promises you can't keep and
I won't hold you to them.
No resentment in the end.
Time has this way of making liars out of all of us.
you're older than me,
But you're just a child.
Experience has taught me what your years haven't yet.
Life never works out the way that you plan,
And you can't rely on someone else for happiness.

So hold me tight,
While this night lasts
In all of its euphoric lovliness.
Don't think about the future.

It hasn't happened yet
I wrote this a few years ago. I found it at the bottom of my laundry basket. haha.
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