— October 19, 2014 —

emptied a glass
of water 
into the
ocean 
not to return
but to
taint







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— October 18, 2014 —

i can’t 
tell
where it is
we started
or the place
where we
end

(only that
i don’t
think
we do)







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— October 17, 2014 —

accordion
into me
warm pacific
gentle black
keep me
floating

wet and
suspended

until the
taste of
your foreign
salt
is washed
upon my
shore







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— October 16, 2014 —

eyes glowing
like distant streetlight
bouncing off the
roof 

again to be
back with
my toes
in the carpet

knee-deep
in some kind
of evening
yes it’s
bright candles in the chest
it’s ripe
corn ears and
syrup in the 
quick

that i’m the
where you’re
coming back to

shooting up
when the
porch door
slams shut







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— October 15, 2014 —

someone told you
better
but someone was wrong
making you think
all those kinds of
somewhat
shouldn’t had your
mind set on

important to know
what you’re gonna
get handed and
what you should be
waiting up for

thinking it was maybe
something
else
or that a bulb went out
or the switch didn’t
flick
when 

the plot twist is
that
you got what you
deserved







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— October 14, 2014 —

at least
i’m lying on
the same
ground
that will one
day take
me to you







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— October 13, 2014 —

a box

big enough for

just the two of us

sounds like

all i need







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— October 12, 2014 —

thoughts of
you are
already
sleeping in the
corners of my
eyes

with
gentle whispers
and soft hands
weaving daily
dreams
of
us







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— October 11, 2014 —

butterfly bread
basket
waiting for rain
in the garden
growing tall eyes
on stalks
(deep dark like too
ripe berries)
pluck both out
bloody with
your fingers and
eat them with
the wings







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— October 10, 2014 —

don’t see
what she once
saw in the
pages

can’t figure
if it’s the
words

or her
eyes







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— October 9, 2014 —

his mind
left the room
a long time
ago
but it was
paired with
a body
that
never quite
cared to
follow







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— October 8, 2014 —

grassy
wind basket
umbrella
over lost
generation home
rain dripping
at the corners

acrylic stain
the black streak
in your
mind







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— October 7, 2014 —

stay here and
we’ll catch
midnight
with our greasy
eyes and
greedy hands
holding out
slurred 
hearts
that aren’t
so heavy
when they’re
swimming in
the
darkness







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— October 6, 2014 —

you are the 
the music
in every 
song

the light 
in the
brightest
star







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— October 5, 2014 —

we needed
home as a jacket
we couldn’t
grow out of
and
for our love
to lace up
like 
shoes







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