I love you
dow
       w
           n
to your jagged,
         dark edges
culling smoke
               and twisting tides
                  your steaming heart
              that pulses, in my hands
          as you give it-
and the pungent tears
when they fall
         from your eyes
I lick up your pain
to soothe it smooth
its rawness catching
       velvet ripples of skin
I pull a blanket
of mahogany wine
over your soul
          lacerations
that seep out
              from the layers within

and in that tender of
nightfall's darkest foliage
I long to calm
your monsters' clawing
as they gnaw at you from
                  the inside out

I crave to fill
the hollowed-out longing
my own hungers writhing
      in obscene
                      devout

For I am all that is sacred and wild
the spark has been lit
from my innermost rooms
I dance to the drums of
the woman as child
her mystical ways chanting
rhythms in runes

Demons might dance
as you gaze in reflection
in the mirror of time,
of unfiltered space
      but I adore all your sides,
          your imperfections
discern the divine
in the planes of your face
You are my galaxy
              of dark matter
bringing out my
           own looking glass
                         of vantablack
in a feral crown of obsidian
                             and onyx
as you reach me deep,
there's no going back

For when you love me like that,
plant your tameless,
                            hot seed
it blossoms within me
a tightly-wrapped tourniquet
               for when I bleed
and if my guts
should spill upon
               the  floor
you will remind me,
in glowing of pores
           of who I am
and how I am whole
a lovelight lit in the
storm of my soul
I will push down deeper
until I feel those roots
that connect me to
my center
  to my
succulent fruit
So slice me open.
     Pull me apart.
Let the juice run down
to heal
     your
jagged-edged
               heart

The subtle quirk of odd socks,
Not quite eccentric enough,
For others to mock,
But more a soft reminder,
In the repeated fields of sheep,
That you are your own,
And you are unique.

"you cannot do wrong to do right"
(a universal known truth)
which puts all terrorists arguments
in their rightful place.

i see stars
in her eyes.
no —
not just stars;
solar systems
in which just the two
of us wander through,
individual souls lost
in a pool of darkness.
that darkness devours
every last bit of hope,
and that is why i know
we cannot be together.

I smile
But inside i’m broken
Beneath the tough exterior
I’m brittle and vulnerable
My eyes may seem hollow and empty
Yet they’re so full of emotion
The same eyes you see on my face
Are the ones that stare blankly at walls
And cry as i feel my heart shattering inside my chest
I might seem like i’m confident
But in reality i hate myself
I don’t accept who i am
I try not to let others break me
So i lock my feelings inside
And I cage my emotions like a wild animal
I put my heart in shackles just to protect it so i cannot feel
To protect myself from hungry souls
As they try to feed off of my pain
I hear voices in my head
Calling to me
Saying that i must be free
To free my heart
To let others in
But i’m already numb

Save me