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coat gone from the rack,
the wall once covered now can breath.
the can that blurs and reddens hands,
sits sweating crumpled on the ground.
tv meal, peeled back exposed,
the warmth now gone, cold closing in.
dried up mud from leather boots,
lodged itself into the floor.
the only light sheds from the moon,
curtains swept back, forced to bare.
a mouse trap claps, a seal of fate.
two headlights up the driveway crawl.
3.4.26
Mar 4
Mar 4, 2026 at 5:02 PM UTC
my cold breath surrounded me,
then disappeared, just like you.
red lights danced on the wet road,
the same road that took you away.
hands cemented to the wheel,
i watch the rain turn to snow.
was it snowing for you too?
my headlights shine on your name.
stars colluding like we used to,
flowers just don’t seem enough.
did you think it’d be like this?
howl of the wind was my reply.
3.4.26
Mar 4
Mar 4, 2026 at 2:32 PM UTC
the ticking clock - it soothes,
headaches sneak in like a crime.
now in its place, a quiet slithers,
leaving foreign trails behind.
walls tainted with a past,
bearing scars of reckless times.
alas, it warns of five o’clock,
sun mirrors back two bloodshot eyes.
3.4.26
Mar 4
Mar 4, 2026 at 11:42 AM UTC
My life may contain appellations
of various shades and stratifications,
and love may seem peppered
by the bullets of blame...
but this soul
that is divine,
as ribbons
festooning my mind,
whose eye isn't blind
to an original blueprint
you can't build
nor find
Exogenously.
Feb 13
Feb 13, 2026 at 12:59 PM UTC
She hobbles to the park bench.
“Do you mind if I sit with you?”
The couple, uncommonly bathed in white
Remain silent, not breaking their gaze
Into each other’s eyes.
She takes it as a yes.
“You two must be so in love.
I remember what it felt
To look that very way at my
Own beloved,”
And so she recalls, looking up
As if searching for her partner’s
Home in the heavens,
Sharing her story with strangers
As the lonely so often do,
Her voice strolling through the past.
Tears in her eyes, she pats the cold, hard
Shoulder
And thanks them for listening.
Using them to steady herself
Before hobbling into the art museum.
Feb 9
Feb 9, 2026 at 4:19 AM UTC
It is the same rain that you loved that drowned you
The same ocean that you swore would never harm you, but did
The same fire you said only warmed you, but charred your face.
The same ice that you said cooled you, but blackened your finger tips
It is the same rain that you loved to dance in, because you knew you might fall
The same ocean that you loved to swim in, because you knew you might sink
The same fire that you loved to sit by, because you might burn
And the same ice that you held, because you might learn
It is the same rain that you loved, but yet it never loved you back
Just a way out of the world that you promised yourself you’d leave, but failed
Or so you thought, because I’m here to hold you close now
To guide you through this endless sea of time that you never thought you’d sail
But here you are
It is the same rain that you loved that pushed you
Grabbed a hold of the feet that you stood on as you listened to the only words
That spoke to you
Held you for a second, convinced you that you were loved before you fell
If only you would’ve screamed for help
If you did it was nothing but a whisper that barely made it past your lips
You knew you wouldn’t come back down to where i knew you would’ve lasted
But you are in another place now, a place I cannot reach
And although it is you standing by my side, it’s just a body
Sep 10, 2025
Sep 10, 2025 at 11:29 AM UTC