another genius dead by suicideto add to my lists of influencesand reasons i love youi fell asleep quickly and aloneand woke before my alarmanxious nausea sandwichedbetween long silent days you said you feel the most like yourselfwhen you are alone and i saidhoney that’s everyone that’s all of uswhen i am alone i am soContinue reading “lock your own door”
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tequila lime
i am aching achingto bring you intomy arms my bedas a rock to keep mefrom drifting into seasof terror and sweatand hollow visionsbut i have studiedi know this map welland the place we’d dockwould certainly be roughi will brave these seasalone perhaps you willbe prouder of me
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”
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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
should’ve been us
the part that rips me apartis you play a tough guy on tvgunslinger with soft handsthat betray the lie in every touchoh you’re such a characteri wonder sometimesif i molded you out of my ownsynapses and neuronsand quickened heartbeats
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.”
mattress dungeon 