Cute poetry
Tried to meditate, too many different people, are inside my head.
You collect calluses, Like precious gems, Revering their form, Keeping them close, And if it wasn’t for me,
under florescents, the cigarette butts are like confe… glittering the sidewalk, with anxiety.
‘I’ am the lifeless infinite. ‘I’ am the sun, perforating throug… ‘I’ am a strawberry moon. But what is I?
She melds into the rhythm, listening for a heartbeat, escaping into the fumes, her thoughts incomplete. She escaped through the cracks,
Can I just have slow sex, Long talks, Lengthy poems, And everyday walks, Can I have running through the wo…
No implications, Did I notice at the time, Only the key strokes.
Flying out of the nest, At sixty mph, Four hours—without rest.
“You’re trapped.” He explains, My body is bare, I’m losing time, And losing air.
Last Night. Was the first night I had a thous… Perforating with tender thoughts i… Last Night. Was the the first night, in my lif…
Despite the rips in between the se… I can’t escape my bones, I can’t fight the dreams, So I wait but, I can’t manage to speak,
I’m not a side dish, I’m not a left—over, you can’t put me away, you can’t save me for later, as with all things,
I never thought I could crave a s… Like the one that sits across your… Distinctly scraped from the corner… Made in depths of dreams and forei… Its own presence, reflecting galax…
The language of love flowed freely… Through the rivers of our veins, During the summer we discovered ma… And razors edges. We used the torn corners,
Whenever I’m alone, I stay smiling, Counting the stitches sewn, On 100 thread count sheets, Wishing for rain,
