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T Mar 2012
I feel nothing

Mind numbingly still

Glazed eyes will ****

Glazed hearts

Vacant sigh

Breathe

Nothing’s wrong

I feel nothing

Skin warm

Stars form

I feel nothing

Nothing’s wrong

Breathe

Vacant Sigh
T Mar 2012
It was nice to have weather that was still;
I wondered why
there are some questions we should refrain from asking
and why everything is connected
to everyone and why everyone is influenced
by something—or someone
It was easy to breathe
It was clear that there is always time for indulgence
and it began at the end and
ended at the beginning
Mamihlapinatapai
My exit would be simple
Wholesome simplicity
T Mar 2012
I love the way it looks in my head when I close my eyes
It's easy to forget why I come here
What were you expecting?
"I never expect anything," she said
He sighed and returned his head to the pillow
She sighed and tilted hers so that her chin kissed the air
We are not who we once were and we never will be again
One day
we will be older,
slightly more sophisticated,
and tired from the time in between
We are divided, simultaneously separated
into One
Stolen time and broken rhyme
Distorted
Disfigured
Derailed
T Mar 2012
Love too much
Loved too little
Lack of words
Losing time
Lay back down
T Feb 2012
Can you believe time gets away like that?
Who are we?
I don't know where I'm at
I'm not alone--
just on my own--
collecting grains of sand
T Feb 2012
Who do you think you are?
Walking around,
walking around
showing off your scars
like they’re battle wounds
from a war you won
What war?
What war?
Marking X’s off your hand
just one more to go
until you’re a free man
From what cage?
What cage?
The one that’s in your head that locks you up at night
T Jan 2012
The first one read, simply, that you were finally going to die
It was short and sweet and it was a beautiful goodbye
I read on to hear of pain, of catheters and of humiliation
Your tone was calm as you spoke of rosaries and salvation
but your less than poorly cracked jokes tell me that you're tired
from sewing buttons down the back of vertically slit night gowns
unable to conjure up the strength to feed yourself to gain pounds
I received a letter each day for six days
I opened up a letter each day for six days
I hesitated reading a letter each day for six days
until you said how much these letters had brought you peace
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