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.
Category: Poetry
I am October, Ohio.
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.
When you close your eyes, what do you see?
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?
Sour Breath
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
“My body is ash, saturated gray, invisible on cloudy days, and blown apart with a single puff of wind.”
All I could do was watch, As if it had nothing to do with me. Useless, bloated body, Avalanching peaks dipping in my valley’s, Asymmetrical pieces carved from my breast, Burying this heart in another creature's chest. Screams echo empty tragedy In vibrant, blinking reds Breaking across my retina’s, Burning into my memories Another unmitigated … Continue reading “My body is ash, saturated gray, invisible on cloudy days, and blown apart with a single puff of wind.”
I've stopped searching for happiness, because no matter where I look, it always leads me right back to you…
Forever ended. Time was supposed to stand still, But that’s not how clocks work; The seconds turned into blurry months, And you weren’t there for any of them. I was never foolish enough to think I was the only person to have ever felt such a heartbreak. I felt a love so deep that, Even … Continue reading I've stopped searching for happiness, because no matter where I look, it always leads me right back to you…
I have waited long enough, so please let me come home. Let me feel that warm embrace and call me to the pyre.
Counting the years through Summers alone, But I can’t take back those Winter’s of yours Those icy, blue days, I’m begging to change, Cause I know I’ll never call you home again. What am I after? What do I need? What will help to set me free? My memories linger, through bottles and rage And … Continue reading I have waited long enough, so please let me come home. Let me feel that warm embrace and call me to the pyre.
No matter how far I go, from shoreline to shoreline, begging refuge from coastguards and strange light towers, I never drift far enough to find an Ocean without at least an ounce of you.
You'll find me in Belgium, On the coast of the North Sea. I'll be swaying on the current, The salty spray of the tide Running me towards the Strait of Dover. It bears my essence as it crashes, A crushing cerulean weight To turn rock into sand, And sailors dreams into restless sleep.
“You kissed me first, so of course this is all your fault. You didn’t have to kiss me… You didn’t have to make me fall in love…”
Your lips bewitched me. A glossy coat of distilled resin, Edges tinged by the Sun, And so my heart lingers On a shaking yellow dream, The same shade As dandelion wine. Your kiss took root, Sinking into my veins, A poison, like acid rain, And it burns, burns, burns, Until nothing remains Save for the … Continue reading “You kissed me first, so of course this is all your fault. You didn’t have to kiss me… You didn’t have to make me fall in love…”
Days turned to weeks, and now it’s been months; exactly 96 days I’ve been sober. But that’s left my mind with nothing but time to wonder about you and me…so I’m sober, but I’m suffocating, trying to accept a me without you…
Now I remember your face The name you remind me of, so fake This bitter pill, just a bit overkill But theater has its place’s We have come to a fork in the middle of this road Damnit, who put this here? Blocking my way, making it harder to say What I need to Well … Continue reading Days turned to weeks, and now it’s been months; exactly 96 days I’ve been sober. But that’s left my mind with nothing but time to wonder about you and me…so I’m sober, but I’m suffocating, trying to accept a me without you…










