white line
affliction
you raised the
worst of me
without even trying
fault line
disciplined anger
carved a way out
or back in
midnight braille
and the just sun
borrowed the moon to
accentuate you
9/30/16
9/24/16
i should have known
she hits me like a love song
like a country duet
like a jazz quartet behind
the voice of Norah Jones
she wears me casually
drops her words right next to me
and walks away
with a smile as she goes
she leaves me like a season
my days move along to the
hummings of a love song
she is always with me
i should have known
love’s the same as
love that changes
and life will rearrange us
we are here
we are gone
9/23/16
discussion of ants
its been raining so much
even the ants have given up construction
forming thin flows of traffic
from a pinhole in the window sill
up the wall
across the ceiling
down the wall
over wire shelving
into an old shoebox of forgotten photographs
collecting dust in the corner of the closet
it took a destructive mindset
and cruel intentions for me to
follow them that far
but i overheard them mumbling
chit-chattering about the weather
bitch-grumbling about moving
so instead of killing them
i just let them suffer
8/13/16
strength
your eyes
two exclamation points screaming
YES in vertical escalations
your eyes
widening like the spread of sunrise
rays across the horizon
your lips
the warmth of inviting shorelines
hungry and eager to please their guest
but your heart
O purist nubile heart
like a trembling child curled in the corner
it took every bit of strength
to hold myself from you
it took everything from me
to do nothing
but smile
8/12/16
8/7/16
someone special
I came upon a weathered cross
of brittle bark and haggard lean
wrapped with shreds of desiccated vine
fastened once and tightened twice
by hands that must have prayed for peace
above the love laid here deceased
no flowers now that used to lay
below this weathered cross in May
just death to dust and dust to life
in little breaths of butterflies
that swirl with staggered flits and darts
a sign that someone here lives on
7/23/16
unspoken words
unspoken words
lying on the counter
sharp as steak knives and
ready to cut in
hearts still rare
as the timer goes off
diseased from the slaughterhouse
stench of rancid roast
turn off the lights and
leave me at the table
i’ll put the kids to bed while he’s
halfway down your throat
think i’ll add some more artwork
to the hallway by our bedroom
some knuckles in the drywall
maybe a heart completely bled
7/22/16
a way in
depression’s not a rash
and suicide’s not a cover
you can try to cut it out
the blade hits your skin
like a one-car crash
but there’s nothing to find
just flesh and more flesh
accomplishing only a
greater loss of self
how much blood has to drain
for a weakness to panic
and finally ask for help
how close to nothing
have you come
go ahead
cut again
but ask us to be with you
so we can be there when you
open up
and we’ll finally have
a way in
i’m looking at your lips
and thinking all around them
wishing they would say something
anything
or a kiss
and you are here
a simple thing
and in a distant cloud
beginning
thunder claps
and lightning leaps
a millisecond mile
to start the fire
do you know love?
its all embracing power
you beautiful
you dangerous
do you know love?
7/16/16
i saw god in a smile
in a smirk
in a look of intensity
in an innocent disguise
god was ashamed
god was frightened and alone
god was a sudden crush of
sadness and tears
god was my healing
when i needed it most
and the good feel of
being together with you
and your touch
and your kiss
and your pulling me close
and everything
alive
and real
and now
7/9/16
7/2/16
love is
love is a rose in a field
full of flowers
a carnival of color
a garden of fresh feelings
longing to bloom
and only a fragment of me
in the garden of you
6/18/16
refuge in isolation
for the want of a weep
he abandoned her cheek
left lonely her arms
still outstretched
for the want of a word
he abandoned the herd
kept only the dreams
he would sketch
6/17/16
6/11/16
kisses
kisses
pillow’d kisses
cotton kisses
flower’d kisses
clouded kisses
rainbow’d kisses
any kiss
just to kiss you
6/10/16
6/6/16
retracing
from her shoulders
medially
sloping upwards
slightly
to the back of her neck
down
along the fall of her spine
spreading
around the waist of her earth
retracing
the continued
journey
hand and
tongue
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5/28/16
5/27/16
baggage claim
she cut through her skin with a grin
as if to say
see, that’s how i empty my baggage
her whole world spilled out before me,
to her it was just another cleansing
we spent all night talking it out
over shots of rum
and tightly rolled joints
you know i’d never do this
without you next to me
right?
and laughter filled up
the empty swollen eyes
5/21/16
5/20/16
remora
feeling fed upon
waved
slick in the currents
the taste in your throat
it is i
whore residue
cast from my skin
with a twitch
to darkness
i am clean and i
roam deep seas
once again
5/13/16
on this good earth
kiss me here
on this good earth
i stand here waiting
in a field of illusions
kiss me as
my lips bleed out
cracked on the punch
of loneliness
kiss me twice
for hell and heaven
my low my high
both lips longing
kiss me now
hanging over the edge
and be brave enough
to fall with me
5/7/16
down
it was always the sky
the depth of the sky
the questions of space
the beauty of the cosmos
that made her want to jump
it was never the ground
the certain impact
the clouds of dust
the feeling of an end
no
it was never her intention
to fall
but she fell
looking up
the whole way
down
5/6/16
4/30/16
a heart is like a hammer
nobody told me
your spine was brittle
made of crisp straw structure
hollow through the center
and your eyes were clouds
stormed with rain
just waiting to fall,
first tears leaking the flood
and your heart was flat,
the beating of depression
had lulled it to a bass line
of muted notes
nobody told me
to love you would kill you
and the touch of my heart
would bring a hard hammer down
4/23/16
4/15/16
vacancies
all around me now
just empty spaces
vacancies
everywhere
the places you used to be
from the corner of my eye
in peripheral vision
there in a reflection
here as i stare
just empty spaces
all around me now
vacancies
everywhere
catacombs and graves
4/9/16
its wasted time
some say its wasted time
but they haven't written a word
they haven't struggled over
the placement of a comma
they don't know the difference
between “a” and “the”
they haven't searched for a vein
to insert the pen
to pull out the blood
to write with their life on the line
... i wrote the words “ i love you “
and i still haven't recovered
4/8/16
on a Sunday morning
i woke up today with something to say
but you were not here to hear it
i wanted to say “ Good-morning “
and kiss your lips
and stroke your hair
i wanted to say “ What did you dream? “
and laugh or cry
and smile with you
i wanted to say “ I love you “
and have you say it back to me
its Sunday morning
its 10:35
but you are not here
just a yawn
and silence
3/25/16
bedaubed with innocence
god was just a face at first
a pretty sidestare wanting look
a come and take what you please flirt
an innocent fuck me forever hook
and said she could
and said she would
and slowly reconstruct the look
and all the while
a schoolgirl smile
and guilt bedaubed with innocence
but said she could
and how she would
touch god the father son and ghost
and guilt bedaubed with innocence
and milk the wine of sacraments
so god looked up
and i at her
and every word unspoken heard
but all the while
a schoolgirl smile
and guilt bedaubed with innocence
3/18/16
fallen again
you will wake up beautiful
and i’ll fall for you again
shake those dreams from your hair
let all my love rush in
the night is gone
the night is done
we’re naked for the day
come dress me love
caress me love
with kisses you have saved
you are here so beautiful
and i have fallen again
hold on to me
belong to me
let all my love rush in
3/4/16
in asylum
When you visit me in asylum
i will be the one highup in the tree
in the middle of the garden
with poems on paper airplanes
waiting for the right wind
to kick up
2/29/16
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