He’s sitting in his shadow, match lit, iron sight shifting with his arrow. Da Vinci with a trebuchet, resentment at a younger age. Don’t think I’ve ever fucking been the same. Stay still please, so I don’t have to ever aim. Heartbeat on my cabernet, gospel on the interlude. Never into hurting you, but that’sContinue reading “The Dark Crush: A Poem of Contradiction and Obsession”
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JOURNAL: Fire Breather: A Short-Story of Self-Dialogue of Confusion and Acceptance
I’m a fire breather, spitting flames, chowing down on dragons for breakfast. Who’s up for crispy lips and tongues reduced to ash? I’ve been holding back for a while now, keeping my cool, not letting my inner fire show. My self-esteem is like a blazing sun, making the actual sun nervous. Inkblots and profound contemplationsContinue reading “JOURNAL: Fire Breather: A Short-Story of Self-Dialogue of Confusion and Acceptance”
Toyota Prius: A Poem of Abandonment and Escape
I recognize this abandonment pattern. Neglect and avoid, pushed to the side, suffocate and deprive. Overwrought. Rush to get over the noise. Stiff arm tactical markup. One and death on the goal. Practically harmless. Red zone ballad demarcation. Change is in constance, conscientious tailored departure. Mademoiselle, I’ve heard you tell me this often. Understandable. HatchetContinue reading “Toyota Prius: A Poem of Abandonment and Escape”
Disassociation and Cursive: A Poem Letter to Dissociation and Regret
You spoke passionately, breathing in between; about how we could practically look at each other without speaking and know what we mean. Hold my hands. Slight facial gesture, radiant beam. On the cusp of extraordinary meaning, emboldened by components both constructed with a definition of love. Uphold the only person I wouldn’t give up. UltralightContinue reading “Disassociation and Cursive: A Poem Letter to Dissociation and Regret”
Tattooed Flowers: A Poetic Reflection on Resilience
It’s become more of a habit Interval time from interacting with humans Irony overlaps boredom and passion Kiss away sadness. Verbally vie away the synapses Blood-stained flesh from a rose Thorn on a flower. Cry self-preservation to keep presence remote Listen in on private conversations. Fly on the wall I carry disdain like I tattooedContinue reading “Tattooed Flowers: A Poetic Reflection on Resilience”
My Mother Used to Say: Loneliness and Faith
Hi. I’m okay. My name is … (private exchange) Oceanic delight, Mariana Trench – let’s lie on the waves Get lied to with promises as you wave your goodbyes The “we’ll soon see each other”s, the “I can’t wait to arrive”s Gesticulating giant, wide-eyed naivety shines Juan Valdez roast – a vagabond’s variant vibe CashContinue reading “My Mother Used to Say: Loneliness and Faith”
I Know What I Need: The Quest for Fulfillment Amidst the Turbulent Rapids of Existence, Where Inner Desires Clash with External Realities
I don’t know what I want, Whether it’s 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 once in aContinue reading “I Know What I Need: The Quest for Fulfillment Amidst the Turbulent Rapids of Existence, Where Inner Desires Clash with External Realities”
Fötter Day Reverie: Suburban Breeze and Whispered Dreams
You can hear the suburban chime, zirconia vertebrae, pearly white spine. Glass thrown in stone houses, a regular suburban night, whirring, rewinding. Chronicled childhood in olive drab paint, monocle glass. Wormwood and bottles of Shawshank dissolute solitude. A wanderer who wallows in the maze en route, delaying for tomorrow, never promised today. A virgin diary,Continue reading “Fötter Day Reverie: Suburban Breeze and Whispered Dreams”
Satin and Snapdragons: A Poetic Tapestry
Puncturing flows of buttery colors, exposed in Post and pre-nuptial showmanship. Function control, Amusing instrumental, effusive ode to hold this angel to a centerpiece. Basil, with cloves, of energy that exposed a masterful synergy, A weeded rustled drone that tumbled a quiet depiction of the color blue on a petal, Succulent. Moss grows on myContinue reading “Satin and Snapdragons: A Poetic Tapestry”
Guillotine Lust: Secrets and Desires
Particle physics; radiation courses through every speck and grain, But that didn’t mean infecting the inflections as per your hypothetical claim. Bite the bullet, swallow the pistol; it shoots, Harboring a hollow feeling, sipping Miller to boot. Coil-gripped Corona, drowning out social persona, We’re evolving into moths, wallowing toward the Murky gray skies. Yeah, theContinue reading “Guillotine Lust: Secrets and Desires”
Empyrean Cosmos: Inner Reflections
Empyrean cosmos. This feeling I swallow; it’s real. It’s hollow, but it’s there. I know it. It’s growing, a hole full of sorrow; it’s weird. Some sort of eerie control. It has sculpted out a grave in my heart, it’s six feet into my soul. A clay soldier statue that’s woven and wound up byContinue reading “Empyrean Cosmos: Inner Reflections”
2 AM Reverie Again: A Journey Through Abstract Emotions
It’s 2 am. I feel interconnected through any vine or snippet of life, A perennial inflorescence of any 6 seconds chimed. Success is a hive, hummingbird wings in slow motion, Hearing the crickets sing, so monotone yet obscurely composed. Feels like they’re talking to me, as I walk on the leaves that I cross, Demure,Continue reading “2 AM Reverie Again: A Journey Through Abstract Emotions”