September 2011
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August 7th, 2011
I gave you everything but it wasn’t enough. I gave you nothing but you still left me filled with empty hands and dry eyes.
I will not cry if you leave me here tonight. The blinds pulled back and the drugs exchange. My hands are filled with nothing. I walk away to feel something.
Unlock the windows check the panes maybe they forgot some at my place. Windows locked remove the door from the...
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July 21st, 2011
If the sunlight wake upon my eyes for flesh that will never rise again. It only came through the slits in the blinds. I had expressed my will to be alone yet the moon was unable to pass along and
keep the sun from warming cold flesh only to disappoint again.
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August 4th, 2011 (Hospital Waiting Room)
Claustraphobic but I’ve got plenty of room. I was not feeling well.
All the walls feel dreary like the people inside. I know they’ll never call my name but I keep expecting it anyway. Why would you accept this from them and not me? My muscles feel tense even when I relax. My organs may be made of lead as heavy as I’m feeling. Chemical changes and my body stays.
My heart is...
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July 22nd, 2011
If only you could feel the aching of my stomach each morning when the acidic bile waits idly for its release. I feel like dying just the same. Acid erosion, esophagus bare I pray the people who don’t know their names, barefoot in heaven. Turns out hell is just the same. Walking on ledges waiting to fall. You wanted to save me but the tree’s leaves are ment to fall. Summer tides for...
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A million things float through my mind
Yet I have yet to finish one thought with corrected punctuation. What am I feeling? Only craving stale cigarettes. I’ll write a letter and send it to no one, relieving myself of all regrets.
My bones feel so tight like they’ve been wrapped in a bind Controlled by how often my teeth clench. I wish the wind would make some noise and circulate this air as stale as my cigarette.
I...
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Speckled with insanity My feet still feel the gravity Have I lost yet there was never much to be won.
I hate to admit you’ve always had on up on me.
The sun sets behind my street it rises beyond the platelets of earth reaching up to the sky. I think that’s west but I prefer everything to go my way. And the sunset makes the water shimmer like no diamond emerald or crystal.
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June 18th, 2011
I look into your eyes and expect pale green. I open the mailbox but its empty again. nothing arrives. nothing is ever delivered.
I taste of last night on the back left side of my tongue.
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July 12th, 2011
I want you to confuse my face for the lines in a poem. But I know you don’t read poetry and neither do I.
I’m getting so warm can we open a window? Maybe we should just step outside. I can hardly find a thing but you’re steady on the change and I find soon we might be growing too old.
The minutes pass by just a second at a time. And then your whole life is gone.
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June 17th, 2011
I’m washing steel walls just to pass the time. I asked you to pass me the chemicals but now I am only surrounded by my own back choices.
My heart broke when you sang your song. You touched me because you told me you just needed to live and I felt it when you said I just want to be alive. These songs are to beautiful for me to dance. I keep glancing over my shoulder as if I had some kind of...
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June 14th, 2011
your weakness is your perfection though you try so often to hide were watching you from the shadows but I hope you aren’t afraid you must have traveled long and far through all kinds of weather were inviting you in but you mustn’t be afraid your beauty is your weakness but you often confuse it for strength through the wind tunnels were only bound to vanish
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Lil' homie whatchu wanna do in your life, you...
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June 20th, 2011
My windows are barely more than angular spaces in the walls. Much like my eyes to my soul. My emotions used to pour like rivers now I must coax even the tiniest trickle. I let the mess run down the drain, I’d rather you didn’t find out ‘til later. The sooner the sun sets the sooner we’ll all become invisible. And soon we’ll all feel able to live life with no safety...
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June 8th, 2011
I can see your shirt has worn just where you rest your back. I wonder how far we must float until you notice the paddle back. The windows let in light but I can’t say I wouldn’t prefer a gaping hole in the wall. It lets in light and a warm summer breeze just exactly the same.
The bugs just walk in but I’d invite them if they didn’t. And into the flowers we follow to nap...
