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any port in a storm (as long as it’s ruby)

neither of us(none of us)likes those poems that are plainspoken and don’tuse a line break to sayanything andusually iwouldn’t write one butdesperate timesand all that i cannotunderstand why i miss youthis much and youseem to be more than finewith me being nothingmore than a seasoningsprinkled over the daywhen you claimedthat you loved mebecause i amContinue reading “any port in a storm (as long as it’s ruby)”

what i was trying to say was

creatively barren timeslead to bad decisionsi have thrown a sledgehammerat my values systemand watched it shatter like iceonly men enter my house nowand i can’t bring myselfto love any of them oh trust is such a hard thingfor a shackled heartand a mind full of rusty nailsi am diving back into a lake of pageshopingContinue reading “what i was trying to say was”

your heart/his heart/my heart

something told me you’d neverbe this happy until you really meant ityou find something worth lovingand hold on tight enough to break ityou get to experience surpriseat its flexibilityand relax into comfortable quietwhen it doesn’t even crack this is universally trueacross the board we scratch and shakewhen our love lines upwith sharp abrasive objects soContinue reading “your heart/his heart/my heart”

run tell blake

anyway i was listening to jets to brazil when my sister told me that our dad was gonna die i couldn’t leave work and i didn’t have a grand on hand to buy a last-minute ticket to miami what a horrible place to die after an expensive air ambulance ride might as well stay homeContinue reading “run tell blake”

another poem about ye covid

in these uncertain timesi am certain that i have surrounded myselfwith top-quality hearts and mindsi am staying home, bathingin a deep pool of caring in these trying timesi have tried to offer solaceand understanding to the ones gnawed byanxiety rats as we adjust to our new normali realize i want nearly nothing to change

do you understand. do you understand. do you understand.

there is no way to stop the process of aging on a physical level so any contract you may have signed with satan or one of his dudes simply means you’ll stop developing & date people in their early 20s & be vulnerable to high school bullies this is not a criticismit’s only the truthContinue reading “do you understand. do you understand. do you understand.”

finding

what a beautiful dayto meet myself againthese roots go deepinto soft soildrinking the rainand the high speedon the mountain good morning darlinglet us speak in songi have so much to singi have so much to danceand we have this chance i will wear myself outspinning in my new dressi will show myself myselfhips and thighsContinue reading “finding”