I shut the door on your foot When you left it open Honestly, I hope I broke a toe or two While I was at it I was never sorry But I know you will be As you limp into obscurity And don’t try to reach back Under the door’s narrow crack Because I’ll justContinue reading “Closure”
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Years and Years – Rehashed
This one is a poem. And like poems it’s weird and layered and from a particular point in my life when I was feeling especially bitter about old blood and all the fun stuff that comes with past flames being present ash. Years and Years – Text I can see this poem was published inContinue reading “Years and Years – Rehashed”
In Bellingham
Way up there in Bellingham There’s a university With a massive wall of windows In the dining hall That look out over the bay I sat there with you On my first time up To visit And we had dinner among All the other students Like I belonged I knew it wasn’t going to LastContinue reading “In Bellingham”
Words Over Inches
Distance makes and breaks a lot of things It chains our reach and clouds our heads For there was that Bellingham girl Waiting for me it seemed no matter what We exchanged letters of love Across distance Where messages lost in translation Delievered mixed messages Distorted words to a person unnerved Every day one receivedContinue reading “Words Over Inches”
Blocked
There wasn’t much Discussed at all Communication is The last bastion That falls When things die off I had to remake Your memory Maybe we don’t enjoy Who we are now And we only exist In nostalgia In memory Use it or lose it And you lost it Until I showed you 84 pages ofContinue reading “Blocked”
Inferno In Stillness
Contact Contracted again Bloodlet old memories Dead experience Necromancer Not by chance These memories rise From dancing with dead A cult of sorrow In the cemetary Of memory city Near Radio Reality Glass and reflections In sacrificial incense Offer to the airwaves Intelevision Buried praxis Shimmering in trees While their roots drink Deep into darkContinue reading “Inferno In Stillness”
Probably Poisoned
Sitting across from Nightmares And shaking While I’m sipping Licorice tea That they Made for me
Sharing Myself With You Again
Pulling me into the bath By my dogtag chain Kissing me deeply As the water is disturbed I fall with you We’re submerged In the outside tension Being with you Is this dream’s new life Another path Another tease Another fucked up Fantasy As I awake to no bath foam But to in my bedContinue reading “Sharing Myself With You Again”
Giving Them Back
No More
She never really Told me about where She came from I know where she was Born But how she got 3000 miles away I’ll never know When she went into Foster care Why she hates her mother And because of that Why she hates her First name I’ll never hear more About that time inContinue reading “No More”
Consume Reality! 