she woke up by the water one day
porcelain fingers
no feeling in her feet

she saw you on the other side
she could swear you were singing

you just kept dancing around in your
blanket of sunshine
she could never understand
why you kept it
so close

in a drunken stupor
you casually kissed her neck
the fragile borderline
between your world
& hers
wine spilling into
bread
now the ants will come
& steal the supper

the tide was flowing through her hair

she'll never lose you here



but she'll never keep you near

something startled the
fault line yesterday
a misalignment in the stars
she tried to find the volume in
your expression
but you are far too quiet
& its horrifying
tingling underneath her fingernails
intuition like haunting
& she still can't figure out
where you are

speak

speak here


I drift like the
tide
constantly
in and out of
awareness
out of life
out of mobility

you rise up over
the shore
a sunlit statue
at your charismatic helm

or so I thought
but you sailed right past


your face was so empty
I could not reach
you


& you never looked
never saw me watching you





its as if you already knew
you were on a
sinking ship

she dreamed your lips were
warm this time
with trust
& the blue of
summer's sky that
was never deep enough
for her concern


while he was beginning to
appreciate the idea of
stealing stars
she began spinning
& fell in the opposite
direction
to say that theft
was not her style


she didn't mind much
about letting it all be
broken
for she hated the word


her coffee was closer to
black today
because she secretly craved
the antithesis



when dreams were far more
fickle
than her gentle tongue

o' come and quell
the quiet storm
the aching in my veins

we're nothing short of
astronomy in this stellar space
& the more you give in
the sweeter you taste

blueberry smoothie
my bare legs soaking sunlight
& I wish for the power
of invisibility and the tender art of
seduction

you creep up on me
like midnight mist
& the confidence you give
echoes in the distance




I only run in fright
I only run in the night

one look at that girl
& you knew



she was gonna die young




if not by her hand
then by the forces
of her nature








she won't float forever
stop sewing sails
send her out in a boat
filled with
roses





& promise me
you won't go after
her

cherry colored heels
peeping from the corner
a raven-haired reaper woman
has become my writing desk
& I still haven't solved
the riddle of all her torture
all her second
glances
blush lips pleading
profiting
smiling through make-believe tears
& whispers on cold rainy
nights in our bed

what I wouldn't give
to live
under your rhythm
where you chill my skin
& bones
wrap me in a cocoon
of sheet music and piano strings

what I wouldn't give to
kiss a pretty girl at some point
in my life
just for the sheer hell of it

if it could be anyone?














Charlize Theron.

careful
the bull has not yet
been fed
& the bright red on
your bare skin
is making her thirsty

its the way you take
those long, deep
drags
the smoke halos
floating in the air
that make me believe that
forever is never farther
than the depths
of your lungs
& yours
could go on for years
I could live on your
breath
for years

but your tone
sets me off course
my compass shattered

eyes fixed at the
tear in my shirt
my hand fixed at
my throat

lay by me for
15 seconds
& I'll tell you
everything I know
about the
sharpened steel blade
of too much understanding

but its all I'll ever ask for





bend and break with me