Aware. Silent communication. Glance.
Always see
where the pupils don’t gaze.
Meet. Match. Convey.
Look away. Smile.
Connect. Click. Chemistry.
Know.
Recognize.
Ana-Bri
Ana-Bri,
Brawnasaur,
Brianasaurus rex
Loved me though
all the world
could see was my life’s mess.
Briana, the
open one
let me hold her soul,Read More »
At times, telling the truth requires
At times, telling the truth requires
saying contradictory statements
until you are understood.Read More »
the remnant condemned
I want to curl up in the middle of wreckage
and fall
fast
asleep.
I don’t know why.
a decimated
a desolate
a ruin of a town
the ashes of a house
I want the wind to blow the dust
and my hair all over me.
I want to curl up in the middle of wreckage
and fall
fast,
fast asleep.
And I do not know why.
I grab my corpse by her hair and yank
I grab my corpse by her hair and yank
her onto her feet, slam her into a tree,
‘til the bark cuts her back so she’s hanging thereRead More »
Snowfall
Light but firm
was the kiss of snow the sky gave
the dotted tops of all the brown and green.
Perhaps light firmness is seen instead of felt,
for my lips cannot recall receiving such a one.
What has impressed
upon these rose petals?
Other things-Read More »
Laps
Sweet girl, eyes shining, endlessly dying
for attention she knows I will give-
what she shows with her lips
that she wants: Soft smile, chestRead More »
April (feat. in The Lanthorn)
Enamored folks in
the breeze stay silent. This sun
warms but cannot burn.
Hopes are heavy.
Hopes are heavy. That’s why we say that we get them up.
And I know that it seems easy,
but adrenaline rises in a rush
to transfer energy and perpetuate movement
when you’re faced with something grand enough
to be worth lifting hopes.Read More »
On Love and Appetite
I don’t walk around in euphoric affection-
I know I love my body because I love to know
my body.
Why it’s dry and when it bleeds, and if the seizures are going to stop,
what it likes to regulate towards.
My body knows what it’s doing; It has desires and needs.
I’ve faith in its imploring eyes, and it trusts me to oblige.
This is what I love most:Read More »
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