“I know what it means to be alone” ~Then tell me, what does it taste?~ “Everything that passes through my lips to touch my tongue turns to cold, suffocating ash.”’ ~But you’ve never eaten ash, have you?~ “I can imagine.” ~No, a dreamless fool like you could never imagine anything, ever.~ “So you want an … Continue reading I know what it means to be alone.
Fire flakes coaxing an aura of comfort, I lay my head down in her lap and she doesn’t flinch. My days are warm, and life has become lighter since she has come home. I lace my fingers into hers and give them a gentle squeeze. I’m waiting for a change in pressure; her approval. I’m … Continue reading People would be better off if they never thought about what could be, because inevitably that “could be” turns into “could have been”, and no matter what lies ahead, you’re stuck looking back instead.
Falling down takes time; Layers unfurled through gravity, The world warped Through a collapsing beauty, A parallel to autumn And her bright expanse Of orange decay. A sunset in late September, Evenings ushered in On the tail-end of a Dying summer breeze. The light from the Sun Filtered through tepid air, Flickering against amorphous nimbus … Continue reading I think I need a Sunrise, I’m tired of Sunsets.
I am October’s colors, My skin the reflection Of bruised peaches And burnt honey. I stick to all things green, Suckling away at their breast, Until only a shriveled husk remains, Clinging onto skeleton branches, Begging the wind to let them be. My winds are not so kind To carry any calls for help, Even … Continue reading I am October, Ohio.
Love is not blind. Love is a vision beyond our eyes. As I close mine Right in front of me Does my love appear. She is formed By all things; Her eyes are petals, Slow falling light That turns your head Through a hazy Spring. Her hands are the morning, The start of all things, … Continue reading When you close your eyes, what do you see?
Stoked by desire, The flame settles; A steady bead of light Carved through midnight touches, Physical affection, Passions reflected, Hearts expanded masses Until thermodynamics Leaves us cold, gray ashes. Still. The fire may wane, Howling evenings Now abbreviated flames, You can still feel it, Feelings unexplained; With nothing left to burn for heat, A tender … Continue reading Hummingbirds Sonnet
Coiled around every kiss Is the taste of a temporary love. It’s a bitter pill to swallow, But we’ve all forced ourselves To stomach worse things than this, In the name of desire. Nobody enjoys a burning esophagus, Nor the rancid taste of stomach acid That accompanies every exhale. A goodnight kiss has been … Continue reading Sour Breath
You are a moment. Moments are what make memories. Memories are those things you alter in that wacky head of yours depending on the time of day, weather outside and amount of poison in your blood, both in the literal sense of alcohol and the VERY literal sense of doubt. Those memories build up, fall … Continue reading You are exactly who you are meant to be
I never stopped writing. I haven’t liked anything I’ve written in the past year, but I kept trying. I have thousands of stray thoughts scattered throughout my harddrive, scribbled onto the blank spaces between the ink of old accounting files that somehow missed their trip to the shredder. I kept trying, and I keep on … Continue reading “I’m a notorious procrastinator, but even if it takes me till the end on my days, I swear I’ll find a reason to love myself.”
Another rainy day, another chance to wash away the filth sticking to my skin from weeks without caring about who I am becoming. It’s a fall in slow motion, a subtle slip that turns into a never ending slideshow of evenings spent worshipping the bottom of a bottle, any bottle I can find. But it’s … Continue reading “I only have a clear mind at 3AM, when the worlds asleep, and as I’m waiting on those pills to take me away, the last rational thoughts in my brain just leave me wondering what I’m still doing here.”
That little light from your lampshade 