She said "I'm falling in love."
I said "I'm falling apart."
What's the difference?
i do not believe in god
but i do believe in poetry
and for me
maybe poetry is prayer
and the universe
is an unwavering ear
in the shape of a god
on the canvas. I was
wet and dripping like a feral
kitten. My creator didn’t lay me
out in the sun. And so, my colors
run. The red and blues
look purple. The mother’s milk
curdled. Throwing me up as *****. And so,
I left a stain. Beaten by the brush
I lost my sense of touch. Now
I’m oily. I’m a spill in a broken
frame. I hang on the wall as
a flower. None admire me. But I haven’t
nerves to leave.
Honey, I love you - but why do I hurt you.
Honey, I love you - but why do I fool you.
Honey, I love you - but why do I lie to you.
Honey, I love you - but why do I hide from you.
nothing make sense.
how can I even begin to love you,
when I don’t even love myself.
I think I should get back into writing. Today I’m feeling alone in the world and that’s perfectly okay.
Dancing in the wind
Warming in the sun
Dancing on the
As the sun