observation
She melds into the rhythm, listening for a heartbeat, escaping into the fumes, her thoughts incomplete. She escaped through the cracks,
Whenever I’m alone, I stay smiling, Counting the stitches sewn, On 100 thread count sheets, Wishing for rain,
Carefully and slowly, I unfold myself from inside, Dark and lowly, I swallow my pride, I let her out,
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,
Flying out of the nest, At sixty mph, Four hours—without rest.
Can I just have slow sex, Long talks, Lengthy poems, And everyday walks.... Can I have running through the wo…
“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…
You never loved me, Only the taste of my name, As it lingered on your slithering… Falling out, dripping, With poisons of promises,
No implications, Did I notice at the time, Only the key strokes.
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,
‘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,
Stumbling over words, Like a child stumbles over shoe la… Left undone. Every word I want to say, Left undone.
‘I’ am the lifeless infinite. ‘I’ am the sun, perforating throug… ‘I’ am a strawberry moon. But what is I?
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,
