the wrong one

after all this time after everything or because of everything i just can’t believe i am the kind of person who deserves to be loved whenever i see someone i would like to call my own i worry they will find their true love before i can convince them to love me i worry they…

When nature fails to invigorate

When even nature fails to invigorate, When forests seem bleak and mountains heave a sigh, When things just fall apart like a reprobate Whose worn existence and stale cigarette Makes me – a twisted catcher in the rye Whose broken nature fails to invigorate. When gnarly trees do threaten, castigate With haunting browns, dead leaves…

Rush

There is something between each mote of dust, suspended in the light of the bulb that I switch on: elementally flawed, fundamentally twisted, fanatically fucked, and so, I walked out to no serenade of songbirds, and walked to the old coffee shop, later a café, and now an outdoor restaurant, and saw her, smoking that…

Blood on a page

Over the years, I stripped the collective ‘we’ that’s love, and replaced it with an egotistical, selfish, stupid, ‘I’, and if words could kill, I’ve spewed syllables like knives, cutting your core, and breaking you time and again. And then with a heart coated with guilt like rust, slowly corroding, eating me alive, I’ve returned…

Before Flight

Can you promise that if our love were proverbial feathers weighed on a gently tipping balance mine would not sink? You are a bird poised just before flight, claws crooked sunk skin deep in me but molting, eyes fixed on the brink and I— I want to swallow the clouds, bittersweet and dusky ashen, wrench…

tell tale wonders

Tell me how it feels, To hold my heart in your hands, And be so carefree and reckless, Because I wish I didn’t care, wish it didn’t affect me so boldly, But every time I find myself clinging to the words you let linger, Clutching my heart as though it were struck a thousand times,…

blurred state of mind

Do you ever wonder what we could have been? If we were two different souls, though I’ve grown far too introspective to let myself think we were good together. Ruminations and such running through my mind Keeping me trapped in the nightmares that refuse to let me sleep. Such a tranquil state lost on my…