Have you ever
been somewhere
And just thought,
“Oh my god,
I am actually
Losing my mind.
This is what
Releasing
The grip
On sanity
Feels like.”
—
I just did,
Watching two
[Insanely
Too] attractive
People
be In love
| All over |
Each other.
She took
Her hair
Out of
A bun And
locked tresses
Fell perfectly.
I left
the teapot
on
not hearing
it whistle
long enough
to burn it
again.
—
by the time
i remembered
i had to
pry its
hot metal
bottom
from sautered
spiral prison.
hope it
will
forgive me
[salvage
charless tasting
oatmeal water]
For forgetting
about it
while it
killed itself
on burner.
—
lying
in bed
i hear it
whistling
placebo;
[we could
have ruined
it this time]
A guilt
calloused
melody
of sorrow.
Whiskey
is always
there for you
when you
need it.
sometimes
i could use
a little
warmth
in my life.
it slides
into me
gracefully
no hidden
expectations
or motives;
its only
wants me
to feel
A sprinkler
full of acid
Looks
just like
a sprinkler.
running
through;
the contents
eat down
to my bones
and
then some.
Let me
Take off
In my plane
Of expectations.
flying
high enough
to break
every
Wind barrier
Of you.
Sound and time
will collapse
In me
from
Upward plunge
Past all
Human
Potential.
—
Landing-strip
Pools of whiskey
every flights
destination;
a timeshare
self-destruction.
—
Luke Warm
Was a
Luke man
Some might
Even call him
A warm man
Regardless,
Now
he is a
–Dead man.
Luke Warm
Haunts
Hammond Salvage
In December
Luke Warm
leaves
Lace doilies
In the
Middle
Of the
Show floor
Persistently
To say
“Hi”
To employees
Customers
Feel him
Once
At close
He set off
An alarm clock
Despite it’s
Electrical
Disconnection
A friend
Of a friend
Who works there
Told me
She felt
A Cold presence
But,
I’m willing
to bet
She
-really-
felt
Luke Warm.
—
The complicated train
has many tracks,
and those tracks
aren’t even
relevant or necessary
to be fully blueprinted
the plans
have been
cancelled
to build them.
I was a
half baked lovehobo
Coaxing you
to jump
on it’s boxcar
with me
for a month
or so.
I know,
“Bridges are best crossed
when you need to get
to what’s on the other side,
and not before.”
“Don’t live under them,
silly girl,
you will make yourself sick
–dwelling under them
like that
–as if they were built
to keep you safe.
Don’t you know?
Not
every structure
which keeps
the rain
from coming
down
on your head
–will stop
the cold from
Knawing
at your bones?
Don’t let yourself
freeze over me;
a statue
in reminiscence.”
—
How
does one
Clean
A body
Defiled
Within it’s
Own
shower?
Where
Is
Then
Safe
To clean
Him
Off?–out?
Of
you?
—
After
A week
Of
This world
I turned
Yellow.
My liver’s
Formal
Proclamation:
“Your
Breastmilk
Is
No good
Here.”
I do not
Nourish
Like
the rest
Of you.
If you
Try To
force me
My filters
Malfunction.
We are not
Compatible
Devices.
Stop trying
to fit
us together.
Let me be.
—
Yellow
The pull
we did not
have to try
it was
automatic.
a cycle;
repeated,
normalized,
self-sustaining.
no one asks
magnets
if the
cold slap
of each other
hurts
on impact.
we know
pain
we’ve felt
when we
see it.
—
#DiscoverWP
