Love her, not because
the earth would shift
without her;

but because she shows
you flowers on the
ordinary land.

Love her, not because
she'll help you move
the mountains;

but because she'll stick
around and will be there
to hold your hand.

Love her, not because
you think you'd drown
without her;

but because you know
she'll wait for you
until you reach the shore.

Love her, not because
you cannot live
without her;

but because you know
that with her, your whole life
will mean much more.


And don't tell her that
you need her, she's
your reason to survive.

Only that she brings
the glory to your
ordinary life.

You were home once.
I was too, for a while
looking for the light left on.

and in my heart, in the
dark
the wick sat still
waiting to be nurtured into
flame.

I bathed it in wax and protected it
from the wind.
I waded through the storm.

open the box of matches, now.
get the logs set.

I see you standing near trees,
wanting for tinder,
straining through the gloom
calling that you're out and need
the oil.

as the twigs crunch under my weight
I hold my breath and beg you to
check at your feet.
for starters are numerous.

But you bumble in the dark,
searching for my face so you can
meet my eyes.

As I find your fingers, under mine,
willing to let the bark slip through
I wonder if you'd freeze,
if I didn't help
you.

They seep into my empty spaces
Blonde hair
Blue eyes
Wrong soul
Right time.
Filling in the gaps.
They leech onto my soul but
what is left for them to feed on?
Carcass and dead bones.
Crows, crows,
That is all I know.

Floating in limbo, they float in
And out.
Into my mouth,
Hands in my hair
Do I let them, do I dare?

They fill the wine glass of my body and mind
with nothing but water.
Only to drink it all and leave me dehydrated
-- fend for yourself, you con, you sham.
You put on, and you put on well.
So be ******* ****** if you please,
Be ****** to hell.
Drink out of the well of misery that you filled.
He emptied your soul and so you went looking
for a replacement.
But these placeholders do nothing but accumulate dust,
Leaving neat little circles when they decide to hit the bin.
And you’re left worse than you began,
-- nothing but a body of sin.
                                  *-lf-

I can feel her creeping back into my blood stream
The anger, she's unravelling again
The veins in my arm are pumping flames I thought I'd put out for good
But you, you've ignited them
Flicked your selfish lighter
I'm on fire
My chest constricting with your apathy
Suffocating me
And slowly
I shrink
Deplete
Revert back into that girl
Who could not control her affect
Running on a constant adrenaline high
Dear god I'm on fire and I'm praying for someone to put me out

                     *-lf-

Today my hands are purple.
I quit my job.
I gave a tattoo to a friend.
I was driving home through the night,
and thought about driving
straight off the road and into a tree.
I almost did,
I’m not sure if I’m glad I didn’t.

eyes bloodshot
awakening even in dreams
the dead may rest
but never the living