Irene

Irene Jul 2018

Your bright, round almond
eyes and spider legs;
divine bones, lined up, perfect
for a tongue to run along.

I wrap myself in
your sweet scent; I smell my hands
to find sick comfort in
your absence.

If those branches were to
once more entangle mine,
should I never let you go,
caressing with kisses,
telling you what a daydream you are.

Irene Dec 2017

Revolving

And that is all I see
or hear:
your blonde hair
in the dark,
your words,
"Can I kiss you again?"

And then it's your hand
on my cheek,
my skin.
In my head,
the thoughts of
my mother's disappointment.

And now I am afraid
just to send a text
because you like her.
I am only hopeless.
You are the only thing
revolving my brain.

January 2016
About a girl

Irene Dec 2017

Take 2

I know that you need me
when I see that you're calling.
There's no other reason you would.

I let it ring.

There comes a point when
the holes in something are too immense
to fill. It becomes part of the ocean.

I still answer.

I can only think
of how much longer
your hair has grown.

Irene Nov 2017

2042

my dreadful heart sings out
with an undying loneliness.
on these nights
i tell her,
"it will pass
as it always does."
what she remembers
is that it always returns.

Irene Nov 2017

11:11

I close my eyes and believe
I am anywhere but here.
There is an ocean outside of my window,
crying my name.
The windchimes call me to the dark water;
my soul reaches back

and I am lulled to sleep.
But I am everywhere but there,
still in this windy town,
begging for her to knock the walls
of this tired house down.

Irene Sep 2017

mixtape

i promised myself
that i wouldn't do this.
if you gave me the chance
to take you back i would take it.

as much as i hate you
i think i will always love you.
i care in a way that means
i want the worst to happen to you.

i am working on things
like trying to forget that
you've ever spoken to me,
or trying to forget
this feeling that i'm still feeling.

no offense but i hope you're falling apart.
i hope that there is a knot
in your stomach every time
you see my grin.

i almost made you a mixtape.
i'm glad that i didn't.

september 2015

Irene May 2017

snake

at night i rub my neck, chest, stomach
under hot water
i gain satisfaction as shreds
of skin collect at the surface of my body
and i am a snake
being reborn again and again
and again
but i will never be whole
because it never
stops.