A surge
raced from
my throat
...*****...
of toxins
left me
weightless
almost high

I feel much better now

Your voice
b lll uuuuu rrrrr eeee dddddd my own
Be shhhhh(quiet)hhhhhh..
I am /ˈlɪs(ə)n/ing
there's a whole
track list I missed
that doesn't play
your name
over
and
over
and
over

I will not allow you
to replay your
past relationship
featuring me.

Throw that tape
Direct a new one

Scene 1
Take 1

(snap goes the clapped)
cutting all strings
with the past  

SILENCE

....Rolling ....

I do not write for you
I write about you..
Well not about you, about you
but about what you would be
had I wanted to add
a new character
to my fiction

Don't impose
your editorial skills
on my story
unless you
want to add
yourself
to my
chapters

For all
the curveballs
life pitched
.......
Thank You

I am her body
I am starving…
for attention

The last time she gave me a compliment
was the time the mirror was tilted towards the sun
and her rays wrote the words of beauty
very bright ..
so that her eyes could see

I am her body
a clingy companion unwanted
a friend-zoned partner.. with so much
life to give …
loved at once, and ignored many  
maybe if I jolt pain
she’d look at me..

I am her eyes
she doesn’t see
choses not to, her vision
distracted ..by …

the blue sky, attention like a goldfish
in a fishbowl, with all the blue,
but maybe this blue is new..

I am her ribs,
they show, that’s a good thing
but I am suffocating on the skin
that’s covered me too close
they layer me like sand dunes, sculpted by time
rubbing off by age, but
hey they show.. that’s a good thing..

I am her belly
breathing, many lovers loved…
hands laid on me, I felt the caress
and failed to warn her, it won’t last
I didn’t know.. I am sorry


I am her hands,
giving comfort, and warmth
fingerprints caved deeper, every birthday
she wrote, things her chords wouldn’t say
her hands guided… and (have been) deserted
loved and (have been) left
lifted and (have been) dropped
warmed and (have been) solo
gave and (have been) taken
warned and (have been) stabbed

I am her legs
gapped by less and less food
more and more steps
less .. more…
.. walks away…
counts calori……. steps

I am her mind..
a territory of landmines
placed by past experiences
sugarcoated with sprinkles
baked to perfection
the mastermind of the strategy
the lighthouse
for many .. but
not
her

What if
I wrote
about what
I can't talk about
would that make
you
disappear?

Would that
turn me into
a magician?

She's a gemini in her wit
an aries at heart,
a taurus at rationale
a scorpio at defence,
a Virgo at ease,
and a cancer at care.

She's June in January
and Christmas in August.
She's spring in rain
and snowflakes in heatwaves.

Morning dew in drought
and rays on cloudy days.

She's Jessica.

Always
"Permanently delete"

No one ever
wants to
look through
"Trash"

File
"New document"

I want to keep
the version
of you
that's
only
friends
with the
moon & the stars

I am
still writing the
"introduction"
and it seems
to over take
the book
of
me

"Hi"

"I saw
somet(h)ing
in you th(a)t
g(l)owed
in h(o)liness"

They told me
"Your new lover
will make you forget
your last"

What they did not tell me
is that
this one
will make me
forget
myself

"It's fine
to do nothing
being busy
isn't that
glorious"

"What have I done?"
asked my life.

"Ruined me"
replied my heart with strife.

"It's alright"
answered my mind.

"You still beat, right?"
asked my body.

"Sometimes, I think"
replied my heart

"When?"
asked Time

"I have yet to find out"
said my eyes

Avoid the game
of (r)eading
betw(e)en the lines
(a)nd actually
read
my
(l)ines

There is a certain
kind of emotion
that's hidden so
deep, away
from the (l)ight
that (o)thers
fail to ha(v)e
the patience
to feel
see
& (e)njoy

A (b)old
heart **(l)ds
more courag(e)
and (s)atiates
more mind(s)
(e)ager
for knowle(d)ge

I see the world
in colors
and (h)ear
it in r(a)inbows
covering it
with a
(p)astel
of (p)ositivit(y)

Elegance
em(b)odied
by natur(e)
(a)stonishes
the so(u)l
of every
s(t)anding
e(y)e

My he(a)rt
(m)elts
at the
s(i)ght
of su(c)h (a)
(b)eautifu(l)
lif(e)

Your facade
does no(t)
r(e)flect
(n)or give justice
to what's
insi(d)e that
h(e)art of you(r)s
that you
keep hidden

Eloquence
doe(s) not always
conve(y) what
(M)ostly (pa)rts my mouth
remember
(t)he (h)eart is
reall(y)
the most
articulate of
all

I always showed you
how I shone
under the sun
but you never noticed
what happens
when I melted

There i(s)
a certa(i)n
place for you
(s)ustained
in my heart
by
bro(t)herly lov(e)
that you keep
(r)eplenishing

(R)emember
who you ar(e)
no matter
the mold(s)
you have to
ste(p) into.
B(e) their
an(c)hor
tha(t)
never
tilts

It's not
age that matters
look at (y)ou
y(o)(u)'re the
mos(t)
ageless being
t(h)at I
bumped
into

(F)or all the
t(o)ugh times
that (c)alled
for (u)ltimate
(s)trength...
remember
them..

Time you *******
you robbed me
from my youth
and sped
too fast through my todays
-
my now is too short
my past is too blurry
my future.. too ..
now...
-

I saw you
(a)s a vision
of purity
that
does (n)ot
belon(g) on
this (E)arth
a(l)one
but also
the universe

Don't change
the pe(r)son
I s(e)e
in good (m)(a)tters
and bad
s(i)tuatio(n)s

Your body
(h)as bec(o)me
a temp(l)e
onl(y)
fit
for
believers

I always told
you
you'(r)e
too precious
to be
me(a)su(r)(e)d

(I) (n)ever d(o)ubted
**(w) ****
confidence
loo(k)s
on
you

Look ...

"Let's" she said
as she walked into
a play ground
of timeless
unknowns
&
Him

A blind man
can s e.e
how
I
feel

Wasted time
waisted time
way still (ed) time
Weigh distilled wine
waited lines
till when?

I took a step back
a kiss back
a stare back
a laugh
back
dna
I
dnuof
flesym
a gniod
etelpmoc
elcric

SometimesIwonderhowIsoundlikewhenItalktoyou,thenithitmelikea
rush­ingtrain.Itisexactlylikehowyouarereadingthis.Becauseallyoudo
when­youarearoundistakemybreathaway.

The basics of basics
base themselves
in the base
of one's
self
you
can't
take the
basics out of the base

Warping
Words
Wonderfully
Within

Knitting
Knights
in
nights

Falling
Fully
Awake

Suitable for nights
casual Fridays
"feel like it" moments

Terms & Conditions
We are not responsible for any
Unexpected Outcomes."

Shrug it off darling,
all birds
need to fly
some know
their way back
others
find new ones..

Shrug it off..
some birds might
stay and dance
with every
shrug..

I can make cake
make smiles
happiness too

I can make meals
heart beats
I can make love

I can make drinks
laundry
and poetry

but I can't
make you
love
me
&
It's
OK