saige

saige Apr 2018

makeshift make-believe

if we are
too rushed
to be true
to our dreams
let's slow down
and let life
be
our brightest
fantasy

saige Apr 2018

i'm slipping...

so bad.
too bad,
so sad.

saige Apr 2018

fate and a forest

in the woods
my breath glows in the dark
like writing his name
with a sparkler
the start is ceased
before the end is created
and this sigh is long
funny thing, breathing is
how i only remember i'm doing it
when it starts to hurt
or when his kiss haults it
from happening
or when it's so cold and black
and lonely and lost
and i can't miss it
kind of feels a lot
like loving
some here-and-gone and
shaky proof of life
a little puff
in the woods
i watch the warmth of me
drift and dissipate
into onyx air
and skeleton trees
and shy stars
and i don't want to breathe
deeper than i love
so, as my heart bleeds
and weeps with my lungs
and my feet
pat roots and moss
i leave these woods
i run to him

saige Apr 2018

new ton

(what goes)
she loved so freely
she loved to survive
she often held her breath
at the awe of romanticizing
suffocation
human nature choked the life
out of love
the world took her breath
(up)
and earth died to return it
both art and age attempted cpr
the scholars couldn't phase her
neither could the sages
but the scotch and the stars
opened gates that led to
emergency operations
(must come)
so her heart could swap places with
her lungs
now she breathes too freely
she forgets she's loving
and that all hearts are still beating
hers
(down)

saige Apr 2018

an anecdote

should she have
thrown her wish at the stars
or down a well?

her hair in cigar smoke ringlets
her eyes were the guinness
the journey, her passion
the boy, her poison
the liffey winked with antidotes

black glass with white lights
why do rivers mock the sky?

her hair in her vision
her voice in a bird cage
a swan on a sailboat
not a soul on the ferry

on another coast
amid the day before
and the one that followed
seafoam clashed with clouds
came full circle
as her favorite dead end

she raised
then rolled
her eyes

blue waves with gray wisps
why do skies mock the river?

she didn't go over
nor to the end
she just went against the grain
of the rainbow
only she could spot

and then
she stuffed her hands into her pockets
and
she threw her wish
away

saige Apr 2018

ahead of hell

my heart was in my throat
and my throat was on fire
but the flames lost their lustre
once they brushed your blond hair
and it was crackle and crash
and i burned that in my mind
as the blaze took my eyes
on a long, black ride
i love you, i choked
before over taken with smoke
there were sunsets around us
but only ash when i woke

saige Mar 2018

Seven Years

And counting, this
Blur after bliss
Childhood clinged to me
Doors with locks
Even windows
Freedom waved to me
Gave me
Hope
Instead of
Justice
King me already or just
Lay me down and end me
Midas touched me
Newton overlooked me
Oleander tricked me
Pluto left me
Quietly, one night while I was praying
Ready or not
Stars collided and
This is why
Umbrellas don't like meteor showers
Violins don't like cats and fiddles
Wishbones don't like my brother and I's
******* history
You wouldn't believe me, just
Zoom in and rip me out of this