Haiku
I feel like I could vomit tears, But that wouldn’t suffice, For amount of years together, Exactly twice, I have no idea...
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,
I’m always enamored with, Short periods of time, With fantasies of, Your hand in mine.
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…
Flying out of the nest, At sixty mph, Four hours—without rest.
Stumbling over words, Like a child stumbles over shoe la… Left undone. Every word I want to say, Left undone.
Carefully and slowly, I unfold myself from inside, Dark and lowly, I swallow my pride, I let her out,
You collect calluses, Like precious gems, Revering their form, Keeping them close, And if it wasn’t for me,
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,
Can I just have slow sex, Long talks, Lengthy poems, And everyday walks.... Can I have running through the wo…
‘We’re the same’, Teetering on edges of lines, I ca… And you say again ‘we are the same… Conflating words, Of an honest one,
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,
Whenever I’m alone, I stay smiling, Counting the stitches sewn, On 100 thread count sheets, Wishing for rain,
She melds into the rhythm, listening for a heartbeat, escaping into the fumes, her thoughts incomplete. She escaped through the cracks,
