He is the hungriest of all—
devouring everything and everyone in his path,
craving endlessly,
like a bottomless well.

With time,
his hunger grows like fire—
impossible to pacify,
unwilling to rest.

Of all the seven sins,
it is Greed—
the destroyer of all—
that consumes even the mightiest,
even the richest.

No one ever writes good poetry at 11 PM.

Because when I kiss the dark sea and the frigid water sloshes around in my head and liquid love fills my lungs it's called drowning.

When my voice causes stars to unravel
and bare their teeth
and their skin
when where I step the earth comes to meet me
that's a supernova
and an earthquake.

And if I would ever, ever dare to dream
that you would slice a piece of your heart for me like chocolate cake of the soul
and put it on a platter of your confession
and the way your face turns red when the edges of your psyche come undone at laughter and staring contests that make me feel like I should be thanking God and your mama for making you so well
Then I wouldn't be sleeping anymore.

There are so many words I want to write
on a fragment of the void where I know you'll find them and I know you'll know you know who wrote them.
Words that
I'll tuck into a page of graph paper where the ink has bled through and the back side is smudged with graphite
folding it up unevenly and sliding it through the slats in your nonexistent locker where I know you'll find it at the end of the day
and smile
and be so sure it was me
you don't even have to pull out your phone to confirm.

Could I make your castle crumble overnight?
Would you let me?

when the day is over and the moon shines up above
reminds me of the night when we fell in love
we would watch the moon casting shadows on the wall
when were together when we had it all

then love began to fade we went different ways
broke the heart in me left me in a daze
when the moon begins to shine memories i recall
tears they fill my eyes as the teardrops fall

miss the moonlit nights when we had it all
watch the moon above casting shadows on the wall
when i close my eyes these memories come to me
in mind forever they will always be

im always thinking of you when there was you and i
before love began fade moved on said goodbye
when the moon begins to shine memories i recall
i can feel my tears as they begin to fall

Confectionery supplications

prove everyone right.

Wind has dared measurement.

Its issued stasis.

The locality of a torn pocket,

contemplating seams.

Thrifty laughter, playing dumb.

All conversations seem shallow now I’ve lost the weight of your words.