observation
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,
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 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…
Tried to meditate, too many different people, are inside my head.
Can I just have slow sex, Long talks, Lengthy poems, And everyday walks, Can I have running through the wo…
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.
I’m always enamored with, Short periods of time, With fantasies of, Your hand in mine.
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,
‘I’ am the lifeless infinite. ‘I’ am the sun, perforating throug… ‘I’ am a strawberry moon. But what is I?
Flying out of the nest, At sixty mph, Four hours—without rest.
You collect calluses, Like precious gems, Revering their form, Keeping them close, And if it wasn’t for me,
‘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,
