My back is barely a canvas
as my blood drips between my shoulder blades
creating a destructive masterpiece
from allowing the cuts to be visually stimulating
rather than attempting to treat them
with the love and respect
that they deserve.

I've been gone quite a while.
like revisiting a dream I wished never to be dreamt again.
left the curtain once hung in the closet once used.
folded my childhood memories.
maybe I'll revisit them at some point too.

or maybe not.


I've been gone for quite a while.

We drink cheap cider under the spell of the moonlight.
Another round of laughter and it'll be time to head home.
So lost in each others eyes we forget whose turn it is to buy.
I will kindly tuck a tress of your hair behind your ear.
You will kindly glance down, your bashful nature coming to light.
My mind races with an eternity of hopes I want to carry on my shoulders for you.
Our tenderfoot hearts pounding swiftly.
My hand will caress your comfortable cheek.
Your hand will lull upon my wrist.
We will meet in the middle and our lips will collide.
Electromagnetic fields will hold us together as we ignite.

I'm awoken to a barren bed and a hollow heart.
Falling back on forever, each time I fall back to sleep.