"unthaw" poems
to her with tea bag eyes
and wrists like scarlet fever,
gently undue your bruising ties
and unthaw your years of winter
-- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- --
she breathed the where
and exhaled the won't be,
if only you'd been with her there,
to slow the feverish sea
--
up, to the nearest fall
down, in the mountain mist
she falls from nothing at all
just as she had wished
--
the moments leading to a place
took shape and color like music,
and with all the grace it takes
to purposefully lose it
-- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- --
to her with shaking hands
and a mind like a burning temple,
remember your wish is your command,
and to always hold yourself gentle
Apr 16, 2015
Apr 16, 2015 at 9:14 PM UTC
remembering
how we used to be
back when
I couldn't breathe
call me breathless
bc you were breathtaking
and mine .
you were like a rose .
beautiful yet dangerous
with thorns tipped w poison .
grew up through a crack in the cement ,
felt nothing but continual abandonment
and an ache
for something you know nothing about .
maybe you were more like an onion .
each time you pull back a layer ,
there's always another
in its place .
had heart of ice ,
one I tried to unthaw .
I wiped your surface ,
and it just froze back over
immediately after .
an imperfect flaw of perfection .
someone in need of affection ,
commitment , attention and direction
you are someone
who would've died
saving me .
and that just can't be .
Dec 18, 2018
Dec 18, 2018 at 8:05 AM UTC
My Love
All those years we were lovers
and bestfriends.
Well in my mind we were soulmates.
Now I see my love really never meant anything.
All those 'I love you' you were lieing through you teeth.
Your so cruel to let me believe you loved me.
Now I see my love never really meant anything.
How can you take my love and play those wicked games.
I gave you all my love you were my everything.
Now I see my love never really meant anything.
I hope you unthaw that ice cold heart emotional blockages shaping your reality.
Now I see my love never really meant anything.
One day you will think of me you will miss me and I will be long gone in love with someone new and happy.
Jul 12, 2018
Jul 12, 2018 at 5:52 PM UTC
Balloons and glitter in the air
sparkly dresses and countdowns
I don't know how I survived
I said after all these years
you would think the cold air would feel less harsh on my skin
but this time it lingers
letting itself in
and I'm so scared of what's to come
I guess all I can do is try and stay warm regardless of the red of my cheeks
and the trembling of my hands
and five years
goes by so fast
and so, so slowly
when you're waiting for your chest to unthaw
waiting for the summer to come
and the year to be new
Jan 1, 2019
Jan 1, 2019 at 12:21 AM UTC
on a cold brisk day
following the agonization of my mind
you asked me something quite unforgettable
what brings you joy during your dark days?
i believe my answer was
you see its a mixed assortment of
any flavor of adventure
plane rides to tropical cities
road trips to unacknowledged towns
blasting classic 80’s jukebox tunes
tears for fears / queen / violent femmes
dancing in parking lots with my friends
quaint and unknown coffee shops
driving past state line after state line
autumn blazes lighting up the view
a warm cup of vanilla chamomile tea
cozying up near a fire
to unthaw my frosted nose
my family’s classic movie marathons
popcorn popping in the background
while we soak in the glory of
star wars / james bond /
mission impossible
oh the list goes on and on
you know that
all these beautiful distractions
remind me of the grateful mind
you should possess
for the small blessings
everywhere
step out of the chaos of your mind
appreciate everyday ordinariness
affix yourself in the glory
of the little things in life
i overcame my dark days
in the light of the plainness
of everyday life
plainness shines so brightly
can you see it?
Oct 28, 2018
Oct 28, 2018 at 12:31 AM UTC
The Currents attack like an octopuses claw
The dead dark musky scales unthaw.
Jul 28, 2014
Jul 28, 2014 at 5:25 AM UTC
I need to express myself
For my mental health
Not to melt
But I don’t make art
Because it’s torn apart
Like a bleeding heart
Eaten by seething sharks
In a match of the friendless
Versus the defenseless
It’s the pretentious
Who condescend us
They hit all
The pitfalls
With wit small
But sit tall
Behind thick walls
Of vitriol
They see examining art
As a way to prove they’re smart
By blindly rejecting what others like
And enjoying the obscure
As if being different makes them right
Which is obviously absurd
On a plane where opinion
Is treated as fact
They claim dominion
Over the artistic track
By shooting black flak
Until I angrily react
And flies I attract
You might take the angle
I think everyone is painful
I’m not saying there aren’t angels
But there are definitely demons
With no explainable definite reasons
Why they call some artists heathens
Based on the nonsense they believe in
Pretension and ignorance
Have a large difference
But both are carnivorous
Most of their comments
Aren’t very honest
Nor are they modest
They just burn the hottest
Their judgment stuck
On calling everything putrid
The best filmmakers ****
The best musicians are stupid
They can hardly be called lucid
Trying to be the negative Confucius
Their hate reaping
Gatekeeping
Breaks peeking
Artists seeking
One day reaching
Public preaching
I start to withdraw
Once they’re near
My heart won’t unthaw
Frozen in fear
The crowd is suggestible and fickle
So one negative trickle
Causes an avalanche of icicles
Knocking me off life’s bicycle
They discourage people from putting themselves out there
As they turn culture into a doubt fair
Only producing shout air
To reroute stares
Away from emotional expression
And toward themselves
With their rhetorical aggression
They put us in hell
Apr 17, 2019
Apr 17, 2019 at 10:02 AM UTC
This is going to ruin us
It’s going to pour salt into a valley
And let the ice caps unthaw like a pile of ****
With all the emotion trapped within
I’ll wake up alone
You’ll wake up with no message on your phone
And we’ll say we did our best
Till the very end
When the sun got too hot
When the wings melted at the ascend
We won’t tell them we held the key
Our solar system depended on our hearts
That knew from the start
They were better off far apart
I'll hold your hand and say goodbye
You'll say you'd rather die
And when that day will come
When our fate we can’t out-run
When I meet your eyes
We won't even say hi
Oct 29, 2024
Oct 29, 2024 at 3:58 PM UTC