Maybe one day I'll walk out of town
and say I'll see you around at the movies
Since I know you like to mull over
everything you'd never be

I don't need another perfect summer
lying on your lap
So you can tell your friends you knew me
Over that stale paper cup of reunion coffee

But for now you can pretend I'm yours
Living off couch benefits
till I finally take off.

I take your lives into my eyes
And twist your realities into mine.
Whatever you believed in that moment
Never was yours.
Whatever you felt
Now drips sickly down a blade of words
I'll tell myself
To make you the villain
So I can sleep at night.

We were two stars dancing in the dust
Afraid of falling in love
But we still learned to fall together
And somehow that was enough

I’ve been snapped out of the void before
Endless relenting overthinking never did me any good
But with ego
I stubbornly persist

On an overground tram
Heading back from a casual birthday party
Casual by default since her mum insisted
On jack in the box games and a caterpillar cake at nineteen

I told her all about the online echo chamber
For my newfound identity
For which she held the same
Did she have these same experiences
These strangers liked to insist?

I will never forget how she so cool told me no
And like a slap in the face I was reminded
Of the futility of my own overthinking.
There didn’t need to be some grand explanation
For my cosmic being in the universe
I just had to exist

in the emptiness
of all these lonely nights
i drift slowly to the planet in my heart
and its knock
knock
knocking
still mock
mock
mocking
and stop
stop
stopping
my every line

heels clicking
glasses chinking
the whisper of a forgotten light
flickers on and off
an endless chime

I just let the ringing echo
and in my mind
the sounds of my planet are the only peace I can find
so fluttering heart
un-still and unrefined
crack open and splutter onto the duvet
and let me listen to the sounds of the planet inside

it’s overload
bodies on streets
posed and doting bones
blazers and trench coats
so overgrown
ambitiously

my only reprieve
a dream of no resistance
a fickle reason for existence
ails muffled at my feet

I twist across the platforms edge
cutting deeper into heat
all the goodness of the stars
are soot and dust I suckle free
into a wrinkled serviette
of where I waste away in service
what did I do so wrong to deserve
such a bitter irony

How can you
blame me when
you made
me this way.
You gave me
free will, and knew
what I would do.
You predestined me
to lose.
I didn't choose
these terrible
wings of destiny;
you did it for me.
I wanted to be
Michael or Gabriel instead
of Lucifer.
I know there needed
to be a war,
and an enemy,
but why me?
I despise this
black soul.

Embers stinging the clouds,
soot settling on a line -

black flake rain
is stirring.

Here is a new sleep,
where I find myself.

Laying in the cascade,
the phone's young flood

assembles your hair -
I'm reminded of my flight

across the salt,
to the place where you are.

This city's graved flecks
are forgotten; I've left them

for a green kingdom
in another pattern.