A Spectrum—
Cobalt to cherry and back to blue,
With fifteen shades of gray not knowing their place—
Fans out across the artist’s desk.

Her Fingers—
Nimble birds,
Skim across the sea of colors, and,
Quickly,
Dive plucking a turquoise pencil from the waves.

I am the *******,
and poetry is my ****.
slapping me around with its,
enriched vocabulary,
scarred vowels across my face.
A-E-I-O-U,
i owe you,
1 minute of sinful poetry.
I put a ****** on the mic so I
wouldn't pass off my poetic S.T.D.
infecting the dictionary.
but my grammar was incorrect.
after 9 months-
OOPS!
out comes the alphabet.
and when i gave birth to English,
you took it from me and created tongue twisters,
poetic metaphors that will have you,
speechless.
and I'm back at point one.
I am the *******,
and poetry is my ****.
scarred vowels across my face.
A-E-I-O-U.

Is the only thing worth counting on,
Counting on that death is just ahead?
While living is unavoidable.

I would have given an answer to you,
If I had never met you.
Now my affection will subside.
You can never return it.

Right now, that’s okay.
I don’t need you to feel for me,
Like I feel for you.

Just being is fine.
But one day, I don’t know.
If you start playing with my emotions,
And toying with my heart.

On that day I can’t be certain,
And I don’t know if I will be able to control,
Your death, Sagittarius.

After the first felt tremor
warning it was time to go,
in your calm way
you took me out into
the penetrating night air
to watch,
as I,
naturally unprepared,
stood dressing.

You never stop running;
Never slow down.
You’ve learned that silence
Is the screeching of sound.
The days keep changing,
But it all bleeds to one,
As you’ve found that sleep
Only wastes time.
The stress you feel
Just means your alive.
That shortness of breath
Helps you survive.
So you move through the world
Blind to it’s beauty,
For you’ve learned things are worthless
Unless they are moving.

Along the path of life
we love
i doubt it
If there ever was a lie
i told it
i doubt it
So why the pain?
you lived it
i doubt it
Until the end
you chose to ignore it
you doubted it