i was anxious

so i pulled my hair one by one

and adored the strands washing out

between my fingers

fingers you once loved

fingers you once worshiped

like the base of my neck

you once called “perfect”

now time drones

each strand i now let go

and watch it float to the floor

such a pretty lull

you are

known

love-lord

in a brand new house

with a brand new girl

with brand new dreams

living a brand new world

you could call me jaded

maybe that’s so

you could call me bitter

but i could call it simply “low
when you’re up so high

and your love seems so tall

i am singing down here

backwards from it all

with a chain to my chest

while you pull me so slow

but you act oblivious, darling

when you’ve been nothing but “mr. know it all”

mr. know it all

knows no boundaries

no bounds

as she takes her words and makes her rounds

one by one

keep it coming, darling

your **** is so sweet

i’m so grateful for the wounds that your mouth keeps at repeat

it’s a graceful act

your love and song

because you act real quick and pretend nothing is wrong

until you’ve lost everything

and then you deny and you pause

and you look the other way

when the perfect girl is gone

nostalgia
hits you
in the dead center of
a soft afternoon
in small, subtle ways
and all I want is to shake off
it's relentless embrace

Patience. All my life, I've held onto it like a stone dead center in my palms.
I am not afraid of slow. I crave it.
I know it will make more sense that way.
Even restless as I am.
I've seen some take aggressively and there they go, further upwards.
But I want to do it right. My whole life. I want to treat people good while I'm here. I want to create and live as much as I can in an authentic way.
If that means taking the slower pace, then okay.

most cannot live with their history
a straight night into the void
here, i digress
i want the truth to plummet into my chest
consistency is the greatest romance
i am i am i am
no life lesson

i stare at a photo
of your face
years before you knew me
and i see a brightness
about you
i've never known
nowadays,
you look so strange to me
i liked it better when i viewed you from afar
when i didn't respond to the smell of your skin
when i had no idea what your lips felt like
on mine