i find myself again
at the corner of
porcelain dreams
and pillowcase nightmares
blinking back tears like
***** flavored rain drops
thinking about you
and thinking about me
and thinking about us
and thinking about her
entering our world
with her hurricane eyes
blowing apart the home we built
inside each other’s hearts
the insurance company
denied our claim because
the home was built
on a week foundation
i’m running now
through fluorescent galleries
filled with our ultraviolet memories
but the ceiling is riddled with cracks
and every time i end up stuck in a room
with all our masterpieces burnt to ashes
you used to trace
the lines on my palm
like the words
of your favorite book
but the endings the same every time
she painted a prettier picture
of high definition sunsets
with her paintbrush eyelashes
i keep dreaming
one day you stop running
one day those cough syrup lungs
drain
and you remember
why the stories i told
were the soundtrack to
your cosmic life
but you don’t
you never do

I decided to ride the slide sideways

Letting my feet hang over

And one edge guide my neck

I went straight down for a second or two

But with my eyes to sky
I didn't worry

Rather, I just enjoyed the view