she says she loves that
I listen with my eyes because
no one else ever listens at all,

she says she loves that I call
her bluffs, that I tell her she’s
******* up when everybody
just looks elsewhere,

she says she wants to
keep in touch, she wishes
she was better, she wasn’t
crazy, she wants to know
me still,

she says she hasn’t said,
"I love you" to anyone in over
a year, not even her own mother

I know this is true because
she hasn’t cried since then
either, and that’s the only
good reason to cry:

when you’re in love,
when you’re out of love,
when you love your life
so much that you want to die,

and even though
she never says she loves me,

it’s there when she talks to me,
it’s there when she talks about me

it’s the underlying message
when she calls me, drunk, at 3am

because my hands are the only
ones that have ever fit hers.

- S.G.

shades of night cover us,
whispering exactly what
we’re too shy to say,

but it doesn’t matter that
we have to have the shadows
speak for us, I’d give my life
to hear your silence any day,

with you it’s like days never
end, with you I’m immortal,

snorting lines of stardust off
your gentle fingertips,

kissing you feels like
a whole other universe.

- S.G.

you were merely
a passing fancy
a nice bouquet
in the front
window
of a flower shop
I enjoyed you
I employed you
while you
were fresh
while you were new
but wilting is inevitable
even the freshest flower
turns to dust
eventually

and that good side
you told yourself
that you saw in me?
a magnificent lie

so please stop
with the poems
keep me out of it
I don't need the attention

I'm not here to be
your friend
I'm not here to be
a good guy

I'm sorry

I could say that 2 am knows all my secrets
but its because I talk to you, that 2 am knows this.
I want to say that 3 am doesn't knows all my lies
but only because these lies swim from my mouth and flow into your ears
that you hear them and accept them and never question.
I would say that 4 am knows my fears
but we all know that’s an understatement
for you must know losing you or losing myself are my biggest fears
and those, those are nightmares.
I need to say that 5 am knows how to make my nightmares into dreams when I cant sleep
but sadly the dreams always turn dark and hell-like.
I should say that 6 am knows my smiling face and happy personality
but who are we to kid, that face is mask that we put on when we wake,
to avoid the world from the harshness and cruelty.
I believe it when I say 7 am knows I am the best actor the world has to offer,
for you see, no one knows the way I am like the hours of the morning.
2 AM knows my love for you is stronger than anything else,
3 AM knows knows the hidden lie behind every truth,
4 AM knows I am never as strong as I say I am,
5 AM knows how to create the best nightmares,
6 AM knows how hard faking it everyday isn't easy,
7 AM knows who the Oscar goes to in the end.