Category: poetry

your face grows pale as the sun gets hotter sand in your hair salt water dried on your skin i taste as i touch a finger across your lips


i show my strength in the drugs i don’t take while birthing my baby. i wear my journey on my skin stretching out in platinum lines, puckering and shining across my belly and my breasts a scarred road map of

the means and the ends

unattached in gray discord your watery face reminds me of me i shout for help but i’m sinking anyway down below the surface of habitual reason and nonchalant rationale you used me for your crazy means but where were the

i dont care what you think

blissful fate halcyon storm cyclonic love radioactive pride nothing for destiny face it you are no one bumping slowly magnificently of love walking in a wonderland unafraid of the fire inside soft mouth rubbed navel down hard loans finish us


i am positing from oblivion plummeting from entirety the smoke is drifting over the sun near the window into you face the sun has turned orange the fire must be burning but i can’t see it dawn appears to be


why can’t you leave me alone leave me alone to my solitude along to fight with (myself) the voices are invading my mind and i cannot shut them out murmurs. whispers. growing. kicking. screaming. arguing. your face is racing to

in my room compared to the steadfast moon i tell myself the moon won’t lie the moon only laughs at my feeble attempts to show my vulnerability and you are still touching me why?

personification of a notion

ranting raging collecting you are a disease and pollution just poison rotting me forcing me abusing me manipulator to the 8th power crazy delusion in my mind’s eye i’m laughing at myself with you just jabbing me with a stick


you’ve touched these hips you’ve loved these lips time passes you miss this glance but taken your stance and the clouds float and rain falls and the stars and planets whirl around as time passes and the idle actions stay

shoes leave footprints

across my heart and across my soul you walked your walk only warmth in memories remain now discombobulated and jaded the gravity of decisions leave only emptiness where i stand alone.