screw you and i hate you, and claws that i retract midair,
profiles you use to psychoanalyze, your gaze and how
Tag: psychology
Gas Lit
To the canary trapped inside a cave,
the puzzle is the cage-
Ideal
Humidity fills the dark,
takes the baton and keeps me warm
while the sun sits the bench.
I run secret plays with the moon
Coming
Me and my synthesized psyche,
slowly split, slowly reconverged,
so quick to ensure the safe
connection that we need to survive,
Unspecified Note
Your good-bye arrives devoid of return address,
all well-wishes and finality.
I do not yet know your meaning of good-bye.
So I check obituaries for ghosts of present, future,
or past, that may never come.
That shifting mirages will haunt my dreams
is my only certainty:
Sugar and Acid
I’m sorry to your craft beer, but I scan the cocktails.
It’s not that I want a fruity drink— I just can’t pass the citrus.
I’ve seen berries turn what’s sweet to sweeter then melt to nothing,
but my mandarin soul could make a stoic pucker.
Romans
I don’t understand
why I can’t have
what I want.
the hoe and the manwhore
My lies loved yours.
Our scars and alter egos danced,
and your ghost rolled over, straddling mine.
I found a shield in a linguistic sword;Read More »
Counterproductivity (feat. in Amphora Magazine)
Only five times each day, I play like my bed frame
is a tweed lounge seat, my shelf is a welcome desk,
you are my friend by choice, and things are like they used to be-
You here to pay attention like you would have better things to do,
if it weren’t for the fact that I am your best.
Behind closed doors, I mime conversation with transparent friend,
all for imagined your strong, silent type observance.
This poem wasn’t supposed to be embarrassing, but I am
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Pictures
If you had wanted to learn how to smile,
I could have taught.
If you had no longer wanted to hide,
I would have found.
You cover up and run,
break to make yourself back up
into some distortion
like any evil thing would beRead More »
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