poetry I wish you would 26 Jul 202026 Jul 2020 EmbodyMy contradictions. Return meto Myself, The oneYou bring With you. — Until FurtherNotice, I aman anvil Too heavyTo carry For even TheStrongestman. —————- "I shall commit my thoughts to paper,…
poetry I’m here to(o) 12 Jul 202013 Jul 2020 FetishizeThe face. Face it, I do notMissAny- -ButYours. — Take offThat mask SlowlyFor me. No needTo be ShyOr coy, I knowWhat’s underThere. I’ve seen itAllBefore. — Show meAgain How youYou.…
poetry Imagery of PerMANent Residence 8 Jul 20208 Jul 2020 All theHorribleMen stillLive insideMy brain. They’re quietTenantsMostOf the time, Though, Occasionally, TheyLike toMakeThemselvesKnown ThroughoutMy Cranium. TheyWill notBe silenced. — It starts outSlow “Remember me?” But soon,They sprawlAnd climbMolestingThe spaces They’vemarkedIn…
poetry Grieving 26 Jun 202026 Jun 2020 Gives you So manyPlacesTo sit AndLie down You neverWould have ConsideredBefore. —- The floorIs the oysterAnd youAre the pearl. Lounge inYour DevelopingOpaquenessOf mourning All morning. —- Let theStill MonotonyMonopolizeYourEvery pause.…
poetry The Audacity 18 Jun 2020 Acting out an Underplay of Detrimental effects And betrayal you Catalyzed In staying only To leave You absolute fucking coward
poetry The Lockdown me-Tea-Oh-rights 21 Apr 202014 Jul 2020 Hit me hard tonight. They came C r a s hInGIn on me. I needed a Capsized Feel-Thing To conTrAsT This Cyclical Mundanity: ShiftingT and what-herRound&Round For days; I pour…
poetry The half-dead Parasite is Codependent. 25 Mar 202025 Mar 2020 If you knewwhat’s goodfor ya You’d Coveryour Eyes,Mouth,and Ears, WashYourHands, And StaySixFeetA Part; Cause,baby, He’llrob yerYears. ———— IncaseYou wereWondering, “His last‘Girlfriend’ Was like,‘Totally crazy...’”; “She,‘That Bitch’Even Tried toKill Him! Parts…
poetry I’ve Got 11 Feb 202011 Feb 2020 So Many Words And Nowhere to Put them. What could I Say, If I just Would Them? ---------- They Well in my Eyes, And Drip, Clog, and leak; Detouring Their…
poetry Perhaps 13 Jan 202022 Apr 2020 Make it Nothing at all. Scrape Me out, Cleanse My Procedural palette. Make it Palatable For the Population, Blandness Is P-P-Preferable. Perforate All plans Platonically. Promise playfulness, but Pregnant with…
poetry My heart Is a full Glass. 28 Mar 201928 Mar 2019 I pour Over me, attempt To empty Myself. Laid on My Side The sad overflows my rib cage; Suffocating And stifling breathe. My limbs, Heavily strewn Channels Streamed Across my…
