I want to learn to speak to you
in a tongue that sets you free
Without sounding like a freak
when I explain how my brain
leaks the need
to fit like your sheets do
I'll find the beat
a beat that sings for you
and greet you like a breeze
in the afternoon
too soon
it's too soon
to think like I do
but I can't help the swell down
from feeding my truth
& when I breathe, I freeze
like my lungs need it too
you remind me of beaches back home
in the middle of June
how the sand fits my feet
is how I dream of fitting you
cause your hair is like a sunrise
and your eyes are like the moon
and your voice crashes waves
that hit my shore like a monsoon
and i'm sure that it's too soon
in fact I know that I am doomed
but the way you say my name
feels like a thing i'd never ruin

I tried climbing into the mind of blind mime who told me what time it was
he told me that time flies
But to strive as a writer
Even when your writing *****
I told him alright
That I'd sit tight and write about him
He couldn't see me but he said he saw a bright light and knew it belonged to both of us

expect me to believe that i'm any different
when I know you say the same things
to all of these women
I know you use the same eyes to look right into them
I know you used the same arms to guide them through the room
and
i know i'm not a queen
but I know what I am
and trust me girl
i'm not some flag waving fan
i'm not a woman or a man
I know exactly where i stand
I hear how you speak
& I see your hands where they land
like i'm a map
& you've been everywhere but Maine
but won't Maine be the same as LA or as Spain?
if all you do is take a train and explain with different names
like this love will be different
when you don't feel the same
it's insane and it pains me
to believe what you say
when every time that we speak
you have long stories to explain
i'm not ashamed to take blame
for the confusion and i'll claim it
but don't act like i am yours
when you're wrapped up in my blankets

I want to be the pillows
& not our
12 or 3
the window stays open
& It’s just
you and the sheet
the light always
goes out
just like I’ve got two thumbs
two bugs and a poem
too many
nights on our phones
maybe I’m too
dumb to say it
maybe just
desperate to
count sheep
I’m making up
colors for summer &
kissing you in
my sleep

I'm just another
bag of bones to you
because that's all we are anyway
insane eyes
crossing in every direction
getting us nowhere

I get so
dizzy and
want to drink you

it’s just Tuesday-hey
but it’s
green and keeps
singing

hi it’s me

hi it’s

e v e r y evening

hey it’s

lee-press-on love songs
to patch up
e v e r y feeling

hi from
me from the floor
& make me your ceiling

incredible
heart-throb
I’m full stop
still feeling
every feeling

incredible
hi there
I’m not scared of
all of these things  

But it’s just
Tuesday

it’s so **** green
& just keeps on singing

you were an earthquake
shaking everything around me
where feet once planted firmly
you'll find me lying on the ground
I'm not here to reassure you
I don't owe a single sound
I bled when you would touch me
my insides bled with you around
Always worried I would face you
but see love, it makes me weak
and **** I knew I loved you
but you burned it out of me
I make moves
and some decisions
based upon your hands
hands i use to trust
turned into strands of broken muscles
and you took more than I had
I was entirely for giving
what you stole from me was light
cause light exposed my broken skin
and every time I think about you
my nails t u r n i n t o bullets
that I press against my temples
ready to blow through thoughts of you
like a virus in my blood
you infected all my feelings
you tore a child out of me
& until death will I forgive you

See I knew all along
That you would never call

I’m waiting
Wanting to swim in the mouth of Summer
I’m waiting

**** out the roots too
pull everything out like you mean it
Return me to space
or wherever I was before this
Return me to my body

I’m ready for sweat
I’m ready for barely

I can’t feel it
but I feel it
Like Deja vu
smells like afternoon & salt
butter it up
stay awake tonight

I’ve been reading this book
the entire time
I’ll underline it for you

Tell me everything you haven’t yet
and I’ll kiss it quietly
be my weekend & my Wednesday

shut me up with another one
still & stuck
do me a favor and
don’t do me any

keep me like a charm
it’s going to taste so much better
warm

leave me
I’m
a brick of sticks
one of the
little pigs

my last straw

a wolf’s great draw

& call me

don’t say baby

so this whole house falls

I ain’t blown away
no luck of the
no luck at all

wake me up
snoozed another good-morning
tried my own head
like purple
crashed every inch of skin -
how I want it
it’s Wednesday babe
what’s for lunch
what’s for good &
everyone else
How did I move
?
Take me anywhere and I’ll come
take me home & let me melt

It’s another day
a perfect one if you want it

everyone’s waiting on it
I’ve got
Lemonade
I’ve got
All day

Tonight I want to
write something beautiful

say it perfect so you call it a poem

read it again;
How pretty
now that it’s about you

call me
call it love on Tuesday
again like cinnamon
tomorrow like coffee

never too early
late like my timing &
no-meaning-nothing

good morning
cheers too for something

kiss the moon
smack the sun
eat a star and call it breakfast
I dare you

Woke up something soft
this morning
3:36, 37
the unfailing sound of orange

time traveler’s pillowcase
face down like
the root of something
bigger
preferring

I’m learning this
the long way

Panting after
licking the envelope

stuck inside of
appetite’s loop
& my tendencies hands
all over you

It’s every day of the week
The way birds sing in
trees
to the
beat of the leaves
while we’re talking
It’s the scream of my knees
& every
Thing you say to me
has been drumming in a beat made of humming

give me your T-shirt or something

I’m online in the morning

I’m in love on the knuckle of loving.
You really do something
You’re probably something

And I’m the thumb on a hand full of wanting

I begged
something to find you
hi

hi-five mountains around
goodbyes

goodbye

Friday’s coming and I’ve not
yet arrived
spilled all of my
waiting on
better yet & applied
anything that I had left
blame my thighs
blame the rest of my legs and
my eyes
put it in my left hand and
surprise
apple of
both of my eyes
I’m alive, better yet
every grand gesture
pry open
a thing
I do not have the words to
describe
& prescribe me
all of your damp leg, better yet
set to the side

& Insinuate love like it
comes
at a price

I think
sorry scares me the most.
How sorry are we?
feels a lot like
Thanks
like
talking all the time without
a body
go home and watch
Jennifer’s Body
cry to music & rewind yourself
be kind, sit back down
on the little shelf
remind me
again why
I feel like rain wants to fall from me
like I could turn into tomorrow again
When I want to be
last Thursday

So.
I guess if I’m not hurtin
I’m not
certain of anything

& if I’m not certain
I’m a curtain begging to be opened
to feel sun instead