Wrote this a while ago.
‘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,
Can I just have slow sex, Long talks, Lengthy poems, And everyday walks.... Can I have running through the wo…
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,
under florescents, the cigarette butts are like confe… glittering the sidewalk, with anxiety.
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,
“You’re trapped.” He explains, My body is bare, I’m losing time, And losing air.
Tried to meditate, too many different people, are inside my head.
No implications, Did I notice at the time, Only the key strokes.
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,
She melds into the rhythm, listening for a heartbeat, escaping into the fumes, her thoughts incomplete. She escaped through the cracks,
You never loved me, Only the taste of my name, As it lingered on your slithering… Falling out, dripping, With poisons of promises,
The warmth of my tea, How lovely at six a.m. Oh! The little things.
You collect calluses, Like precious gems, Revering their form, Keeping them close, And if it wasn’t for me,
‘I’ am the lifeless infinite. ‘I’ am the sun, perforating throug… ‘I’ am a strawberry moon. But what is I?
