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Westbow Aug 2018
There is never a rhyme to how it happens.
Your body moves like a wave, only to freeze,
My naive desire sinks, deepening with the cracks in my skin.

You are the stillness of a lake.
I am the silent pier where knots are tied
to secure your vessel.

Climb atop, and step with confidence.
I will hold you -- for a time, anyways.

Leave me in disrepair,
my mercy howl to the sands of time.
Here, I will surely rot and slumber.
Westbow Jul 2018
the fear of writing is overwhelming now.
with every moment like daring
  the keys beneath me.
i cursor left and edge a sharp deletion;
"no, what a tiresome thing."

i squint towards absentee grit on a whim,
and count the number of years.
it's been six.
  (6),
and six too many.
have i bled my color all wrong?

my fingers are heavy.
i have no posits to share.
and so, none will be spoken.
Westbow Jul 2015
The raft off shore
Against the river
He's sick on whisky and foal

Spoken songs
Throat of coal
His barrels bound with gold

Newly risen
Surely dead
Rapids drink and blow
Westbow Jul 2014
White Hot.
I'm Surrendered.
Punctuated and Capitalized.
You leave my nerves a mess.

Bright blue might do it for some,
Me? I am left sick and shaken.

Always there, the eddie or the draw.
Deep down into that cylinder.

I might care more about it,
in another life.

Now, I am ruined by it.
Broken into one piece too many.
Scared for my life.
My home grown serenade.

Perhaps the clatter and drag will catch up with you.
The rue and righteousness consuming you.

I hope you find an easier peace.
Something softer.
I think, in undetermined ignorance:
"No one deserves to break."
Westbow May 2014
May
You were soft and silly
We laughed at tired thoughts
The nap left us clean and lost

Four heavy eyes
Tried to wake up
But we tangled bodies instead

I remember your smell
The rushing, racing
The spin, then all the same

It came and went
Like scents on leaves
From the plant we found before

It won't make sense
But give me a moment
To daze and remember then

I smiled at you
Between those strings
With sun
Like love
In May
Westbow Oct 2013
This faded polaroid photography
Is struggling to capture
Some once-profound philosophy

It's bending to enliven

Your city of promising bones
With all the loud mouth blue jays
Choking on bitter cherries
Westbow Oct 2013
What distinct dysfunction
Braided with wet, sickly kisses
It's amazing how they betray
Every sense of apprehension

Like a cracked, over baked
Homemade cookie
Inviting on the surface
With burnt underbelly

So the noon hour finds me
Seeking sweetness from establishments
Particularly named to suggest
A better reality lies in their arms

The rain can't let up now
It's fallen too strong, too long
Perhaps my tale follows suit
Let me contemplate over coffee, twelve sugars

My greed comes through the back
I recognize the sleight!
Singling it out without mercy
Generosity dressed in trickery

On this day, and those to come
I might stop to hold my tongue
To let the reminder settle & sink
Sing never for the sake of rewards
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