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,
I feel like I could vomit tears, But that wouldn’t suffice, For amount of years together, Exactly twice, I have no idea...
I’m always enamored with, Short periods of time, With fantasies of, Your hand in mine.
You collect calluses, Like precious gems, Revering their form, Keeping them close, And if it wasn’t for me,
Can I just have slow sex, Long talks, Lengthy poems, And everyday walks.... Can I have running through the wo…
under florescents, the cigarette butts are like confe… glittering the sidewalk, with anxiety.
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…
She melds into the rhythm, listening for a heartbeat, escaping into the fumes, her thoughts incomplete. She escaped through the cracks,
I can’t say I know, The bed where you lay, The shape, color, and patterns, That makes up your day, I can only say now,
The warmth of my tea, How lovely at six a.m. Oh! The little things.
You never loved me, Only the taste of my name, As it lingered on your slithering… Falling out, dripping, With poisons of promises,
Tried to meditate, too many different people, are inside my head.
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,
Carefully and slowly, I unfold myself from inside, Dark and lowly, I swallow my pride, I let her out,
It feels much less like a kick in… but a slap in the face, I would say ‘fuck it’, but it wouldn’t adequately represe… that was lacked in,
