blendin with Stillliving. — Dehydrated,And left toDie outside In HarshCold winter, They areAmongThe many We chooseTo unsee. — Theirleaves,Curl in, As if to hugThemselvesIn Ought-em, Lie structureDecomposed. — They, thethin andvalueless. Rake theLikes ofThem up,& jump in. Come, postAbout them. A ritual toMemorialize The state ofBeing longDead inside. Continue reading Dead leaves
TheyAskedMe…. “Whatam IdoingHere?” — I SprungFrom aPatch ofHard earth. How dida BeautifulThing Growin Materials So Coarse &Unforgiving. — I BloomFor you inMy Body. —- After manyStagesOf Growth, My petals, [Blossom From ModifiedLeaves] EncaseBrightlyColoredShadesOf Blush. — I curlMy petalsFor you; BloomingTowardsYour sun. — I haveSwayedIn placeTo learn My ownBotanyOf futureSight. — Like leavesIn the rain, The cards Spill allYourSecrets. They drip outUnder myndEyes, lockedDown asleep. —- … Continue reading Growing from concrete
My giant WeepingWillow, PleaseDo notForgetTo pullThe WeedsAroundYourBase. PleaseKeepOur Trunk ofSecretsTightly BehindThe old BarkOf yourChest. —- You areForever ReflectedInside me. My love Hums A OneWindSong BeneathYour shade. —- I canBe theBreeze And Pond EnduringYourLeaves When the Weight ofYour vines BecomesToo heavyFor you ——Not to——-Hang——Down Sprawled…………Limp, Over ourOpenWaters. —- I see A lifeUnderneath CurvatureOf yourToweringDeciduousFrame. —- True toForm, Our leavesAlternate, And spiral. — You are here In … Continue reading Plant Care
In my dreamLast night. —- “Platonically”,And Charged, You finallyLooked meIn my eyes And askedMe toAccompany You inSpace. —- I was soProud ofYou, IGiggled& blushed […In the wayI’m knownTo do………]So Much so That IWokeMyself upTo feel theFull impact, And endedUp cuttingYou offBefore ICould giveMy answer. —- This poemIs my “yes”. Continue reading You came to me
I want toSee what’sInside you Take youApartLike someTwizzlers Pull, peel, And findNothing. —- Roll yourFlavors ofNothingAroundIn myMouth, And getThemSlobberyEnough To breakYou down. —- Reader’sDigestYourMolecules AbsorbingThem intoMy system Until We loseAll our edges. Our two-headedWorm ofBoredom. Continue reading We are all so boring
on AnOldBlackString, In that, I usedTo beFullOf you. —- I hungYou onThe gold Bar of myNightstand. —- Hitting you, To viewYourmoves, I Flippedmy headBack, inVoyeur. — VelocitySwungYou in CirclesOn yourOwn axis. —- I watchedUntil you stoppedMovingFor me…at all. Continue reading You are a pre-cious stone
of Youis yourFluidity. The JoyIn yourKnowing. —- I missSeeing Exhaled TectonicsOf youClick intoPlace. —- Transform TheseblankPages In frontOf me. —- There is noPreparationIn a product Beyond life. —- I am patternsAnd corners, And you areThe paint IUse to colorIn between These lines. Continue reading My favorite part
About loveIs it doesn’tRequire anImmediatePresence ofAnyone butYourselfTo Feel. When youAre in loveYou are inLove every-Whereyou Go. No matterHow closeYou touchAbout it… ..Or don’t.. …You onlyEver feelYour own………Love. Continue reading The miraculous thing
I peelI love youBack likeThe Skin onAn orange. I love youLike bumpyPorous peelsWith an acidTangy Bite. —- I love youLike IHaven’tTasted yourInsides, butYour fruitLooks soDeliciousFrom onThe otherSide ofThe stand. —- I love youLike nothing RhymeswithOrange. Continue reading Nothing Rhymes with Orange
All aBored! —- I’m notSure I’dMakeA GoodRose….. LettingGo ofJack, atThe lastSecond… —- Bored inMy Hands. —- UnableTo makeEnough————-Space |For you |————-On itWith me|~|~|To live~~AboveSurface. Continue reading Modern Titanic
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