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 Aug 2014 J A M
JWolfeB
Hunger
 Aug 2014 J A M
JWolfeB
If I could serve a buffet of every word I have ever thrown up out of this mouth, I would lose my appetite.
 Aug 2014 J A M
JWolfeB
The take off
 Aug 2014 J A M
JWolfeB
I took off...

As if I ever landed.

Like my landing gear actually deployed this time.

It was a crash.

A beautiful escape.

Directional disappearance into an oblivion of no regrets.

The smoke settled to reveal emergencies.

Love me like something tragic.

Stretch your arms across mountains to reach my heart so it will continue to palpitate.

I can't teach myself to feel the love you give me.

Let's have a show and tell.

Show me your love and I'll tell you all about how a universe of explanations won't relate how I feel.

We flew together.

In no specific direction.

But it was our exact path of destruction.

Destroying every falsified rumor ever fed to us in sippy cups made from our spilt past.

So we never really landed.

Let's never arrive.
Moving to a new isolated place for the next 9 months and these were the emotions that spilt through my nerves.
 Aug 2014 J A M
JWolfeB
It reminded me of the way you talk

Repetitive.

A perfection of revolutions.

Telling me of things already known.

I tasted the ignorance on your lips.

Fill me up with your everything.

Your breath. The wind.

Stale air.

I don’t feel cool.

You’re pushing air in circles.

Chopping up all the times I asked for forgiveness.

Forgive me.

Until this moment.

Please give me a breeze of all the moments you have watched me act ungodly.
 Aug 2014 J A M
JWolfeB
Distant
 Aug 2014 J A M
JWolfeB
The heart will follow

As I am swallowed

Into a new culture

Of alone

A place of far away

Unsure if I can stay

Confort my inners

with something more

Than surgical knives

And let me impact lives

Teach me to teach

I want to hand out and reach

For my dream of

Being more than myself
I am teaching in a small village in Alaska and have started writing about how I am feeling being up here in a village of 400 people.

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