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i spend too much timedrifting into ashortage of sleepconsciousness andheavy eyes-closingwinters chill has appearedpiercing my fair skinroughlyi confid..
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vague words float f l o a t i n gan assemblage of pieces once paired into ribbonsin my tired headwhere then did the passion go she saidholding her fac..
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autumnfallson me againanother yearto rememberthe things iused to lovethe sky solemnlybreaks open with tiny cracksof bright lightand the leaveshave sta..
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my heart aches when you are away from me.& sometimes i can barely get myself togetherit is a familiar, impending grief that sticks to my ribsonly ..
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i stare at you from 5 feet away. i could reach out and touch you but i wait,i wait for you to feel my stare and turn to look at me.and then as if you ..
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spontaneous sex in the morning, vibrations bustle through my
skin, the pressure fills the corners of my insides and i take a deep
breath, hold it in..
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wordless lust
breath smells of old musk
sickening,
black and burrowing
burning through a hole
that used to be a heart.
fragments
segmenting
i..
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My mind speaks
What others have already
Said.
My own thoughts
Complicated
Errors, elongated.
There are times when
I open my mouth
To say som..
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It’s all so consuming,
Superficial and repetitive.
Comments, All the degrading comments
Stem from my own big mouth,
Blame the mirror on th..
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it seems to always be
the little things
that break my heart the most.
the little things
that no one else
ever takes notice of.
and in that i..
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