Tuesday, July 18, 2017

summer !!

every thing goes by in a haze

summer is no longer endless
days separated so sharply

by school hallways and single file shuffle to the library
books we held to peek over at one another

summer is no longer
soak up the fluorescent sunlight


sluggish walk recycled air
sand replaced with linoleum
beach towels with paper towels

sun sick, heat sick, sea sick
seat sick, lethargic, your beach pics
make me vomit

summers, gone
the seasons of your life have changed

Thursday, July 6, 2017

tides

we lose our innocence in the tides,
lapping against our bodies until we get knocked down

life takes away the purity we were born with
and in its place is permanence engraved

in memory of
all we wished to be

Thursday, June 1, 2017

fruit

there is a blank page before me in which i am to fill with words, inter-mingled and displayed in such a way to emit some sort of feeling from within, to evoke a disturbance beneath your skin, to dig down into your roots, in order to make you want to stay on this here page. but i am so tired of sharing spilled secrets and letting you crawl in the emptied cracked crevice of my heart space only to be told you don't like the peel or the bruised parts of the fruit. so slice away.

Friday, May 26, 2017

architect

there

where you placed your hand
upon the expanse
of my architecture

you weren't admiring
my curves, but the ridged edges
and you didn't like what you could see

so you press against me.
but i did not stumble

you pack a hard punch,
enough to make me crumble

again-an explosion
amidst the rubble

story after story fall
until all that's left
ash

now you'll be the architect

Thursday, May 11, 2017

old

there had been a stagnant air
around me, seeping in the brokenness
my heart so full
of vast emptiness. I felt life
was over, but the blood was pumping
under my sallow skin. so again,
reason outweighs all we may feel.

it gets hard to breathe
stale humidity, so eventually
the ability not to try
is all the more welcome.
but how could i
give up
when there are more
to give love to?

it took some time to see
that the more you give,
the less you receive
applies to unrequited love
and that love
was draining me, violently,
until all I had left

Tuesday, April 11, 2017

that thing

you tell me you love me
at the same time
you tell me you don't want me
and that brings me back
to when i was
young, and i wanted something
so badly,
but mom said
i didn't need that.
in the same way,
i don't need you.
but desire can fool the broken
parts inside
so i'm still reaching
for that thing
i can't get.
as each day passes,
i'll desire something new,
and one of these days,
i'll forget
i ever wanted you.

Thursday, March 9, 2017

you became

if you let anything consume you,
Let it be air
so when you do drown
you will still have breath-
then use that breath
to exhale every bad thing
that you know you are keeping.
bring yourself back
To serenity:
look back on how you got older
even when you felt so young.
you didn't give yourself time to grow
but you let yourself hurt
and through those lessons
You became.
a vibrant buzz, steady hum
rhythm...
you, an abundant flow.