goodness. my heart. words i never want to repeat. i didn’t know this is how it would be. you’re an anomaly in nature, you’re silence when the sound is on. you’re a cherry stem, marfa lights, the escapist nature of the taos hum. you ever hear yourselflaugh and catch yourself falling in love? i’ve neverContinue reading “my goodness.”
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liability issue
there’s a point that i’m reaching metal-stained depression that questions my poise Soy Sauce and Som Tam alleviate my diseasesWitherspoon street, right off of Des Moinesi’m better off. leave me- said in telekinesispark my car in dimmed city streets seemed so adroit as a meditative escape- to break free and avoid the culture clinic. socialContinue reading “liability issue”
coffee stains
i feel like an addict.i whispered..as i fell asleep by myselfwaking up in shivers and 0 responses to my pleading for help i’m normal, i’m honest sitting beside a 2 week headache and a toilet of vomit telling my tylenol i’ll be back before dawn. another broken statement soaking in promise my minds a loiteringContinue reading “coffee stains”
those little tiny voices
I don’t think i’ll ever understand all in all, as a man cusping his 30s, i’m a man (or something like that) that has been plagued, traumatized, beset by the majority of relationships. the definition becomes loose here, convoluted almost- only emboldened by my continuing, gross amount of overthinking i complete in a day.Continue reading “those little tiny voices”
me reflecting on unavailable women, whether it be emotionally or by status (succinct poem)
they’repsychoanalyzing my pride. I’m ignoring the obviousa war vet with ear plugs on the fourth of julyyou’re that pyrotechnic glow on my mindthis memoir a token of antisocial expressionour vermillion bond, was anecdotal at bestdemoralizing. you’ll only ever see it as a victimless crimesiphoning bits and pieces of our symphony’s chimesitting in my oval officeContinue reading “me reflecting on unavailable women, whether it be emotionally or by status (succinct poem)”
nameless
it’s almost time for a confessional. let’s bathe our feet while we dance sediment wash. baptism in the chemical sand trekking through the barriers that barely stand in touch with invariance. writing love letters. barely legible; sun setters cantaloupe sky. dusk settles. what’s warm love in november? it’s cranberry cheeks. your tongue tingling. teeth surrenderingContinue reading “nameless”
STONE & ASH
soul is sequestered. hanging fruit, in a forest of giants praying for atonement or holy alliance molding my bones. soul seller solely uncensored sling to be highest bidder, sold to goliath liquor bottle pried in my fingers. corroded and weathered like sewing a sweater, stitching holes i’m developing alone in his centerpiece, exhausted, but smilingContinue reading “STONE & ASH”
again and again, again.
again i hear footsteps awaken the creaks in the floor again. who the fucks at the door? night stand machete laid neatly in drawer. revolver neath queen mattress. in case of a quarrel- but- there’s nothing. just repentance, contempt, intentions dissolved. gun powder, protein drinks, and penniless thoughts. could’ve sworn there was something. apparently not.Continue reading “again and again, again.”
hellhound pt2
heartbreaking shattering crushing blasphemous, bludgeoning, over saturated don’t be surprised if we can’t be separated science needs a new invention to mend hearts or a swab test for tears where a story is written by the chemicals in them and the chemicals in them are only ones that i can create with my signature onContinue reading “hellhound pt2”
last time you said stop
sigh i don’t get it. they tell me to write happy things. the thing is you don’t feel the need to discuss your happiness on paper when you’re happy. you just embrace the moment and live it. i don’t want to talk about that. momentary silence. dusk lit bedroom apartment buzzing of cars from trafficContinue reading “last time you said stop”
soul, baby. soul (i wrote this almost prophetically, before a falling out that I wanted to prevent from happening)
it’s almost complete. distance between falling apart from whispering secrets, sequence you act non chalant like, a purist in person. told you to stop kissing my heart questioned why, choking back tears. au revoir so insincere. brassiere draped over post traumatical scar and it’s worthless. holding hands under jupiter mars deafening stare. kaleidoscopic. where weContinue reading “soul, baby. soul (i wrote this almost prophetically, before a falling out that I wanted to prevent from happening)”
i know what i need
I dont know what I want whether its surface dwelling alone at the swamp or an oak in a marsh, soul searching proverbial want we’re more or less spawns of monsters nobody needs you were my star spangled banner and I was taking a knee subterranean breeze, vitamin pond, still smell your perfume every onceContinue reading “i know what i need “