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hello, void static children
build invisible
ceilings
over
you
an abducted plane
ricochets between
layers of inter-
planetary media
&
we are stomached
by our parallels,
dusting off
musical knuckles with
Paramouri. I danced with sonnets and rispettos
when words echoed from their minds,
begging their eyes to stay open long
into the night. They dressed in silk
garments that hung gracefully on
their frames and smiled when their
delicate hands interlocked with mine.
ii. And I blushed furiously at the
words they uttered into my ears,
unbelieving that I could be as
beautiful as they described. Yet there
they were, competing for my
attention and craving for me to trace
the letters they were made up of as
sweaty palms met and kisses were
placed upon the most secret of
places.
iii. Never had I ever known that words
were the best lovers.
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in the blink of an eyeshe was born on a day when
tectonic plates were crashing against each other
and i think that’s a good metaphor for her:
she was always the kind of person who fought
battles, even ones she couldn’t win.
she was a mess of moments she should have
taken seriously and too many times she tried
to laugh off the pain.
i learned how to care about other people
too much by watching her.
diagnosed as a grenade, she told me one day,
sure to blow up in someone’s face.
you’re going to be fine, i told her.
just let me leave, she said and
i couldn’t.
i wish i had, but i couldn’t,
not until she kicked and screamed her way
out of the doors, resenting everything
that stayed, a friend by memory alone.
i still have the scars from her detonation.
i will probably carry then with me until
i, too, leave.
fast friends make fast ends make sad ends make
wondering when she stopped caring
enough to not even want to say goodbye.
to the new girl, don’t worry:
i don
Love Divinearia
by mortals
contemplates
the nature
of the divine
four seasons
of weather
centers the world
within us all
solemn in vows
knees bent in prayer
under sunlit rays
your thoughts
become blessed
underway cleansing
make clean your soul
chant and nirvana
so much flows over
music moves through us
captures our minds
released upon smiles
our hearts open wide
to touch peace
is easier than it seems
to love unconditionally
is within our reach
love is
divine
ascension
light
believes in you
every
day
GratefulDescribe to me what you see
When Violet kisses a sunsets cheek
Tell me what it's like to be
a White cloud adrift at a mountain peak
Show me what it is you feel
When Orange steals away Blues bliss
Give to me a gift to see
How lovely Yellow deserves a kiss
And when you can't tell me how
Red spills over a wound unhealed
And if you cant show me now
When Green cascades over begging fields
I'll tell you what I hear
When Black sleeps in a shadowy grave
I'll tell you how it feels, my dear
To never know the colors I crave
stonemaze sometimes, I pretend
our home is tinnitus
I scrape pine needles
into a horizontal bowl.
twisted scenery
settling in like snow
inside my finger
bones, stirring
up sparks. he
may be the last
explosive, a
fire fight that bites
through my palms;
may be the last
crackling
monolith to collect
spacedust on
his loneliness.
I should be left alone
letting the passage of time
sink into the corners
of my eyes
From Mia, With Lovelast night i caught her with a finger so far down the back of her throat,
she pulled up her thoughts
into all the water
a refraction of light &
a trout
suspended until suddenly all the water in her head sloshes
(a faint inner ripple
as the pain leaks out her ears, her nose)
she was gasping to throw herself onto the next comma
but no
she sinks or swims [the cliche, a baracuda, drags her down]
but if this was a love song
she'd hate it
because she's already written 46 on her hand
to remind herself she's only human & a weak gag reflex runs in her family
so walk straight in, my love
& sink to the bottom
six feet under these bulimic stars
For every goodbye I ever gave,there is a void that has yet to be filled.
You
probably don't remember when
we stayed up all night counting
stars or how this world
wasn't actually
real.
We were our own gods.
The day your faith died
was the day your mother whispered
"He's living with her now" and you
stopped
breathing
long enough to forget I was standing
there,
too.
Fast forward to
too many
years later,
we locked eyes in whitewashed
halls.
Amnesia was
written in the creases of
your skin like narcotic
borderlines between living and
acting and you could only
pretend like I wasn't
there—just a
whisper in the wind
that reminded you
of being human once upon a
childhood dream.
For the love of
all the smoke in your lungs and the
ache in my heart,
I hope you know who you are now.
Been there, done that, got the fucking t-shirt.I left my conscience on the doorstep along
With my battered red sneakers,
As we curled ourselves into the floorboards of your attic.
Letting the dank air suffocate,
the screaming angels
Residing in the back of our lungs.
Aching to be burnt out with surges
Of nicotine fueled suicide.
We we’re the type to store pain in ounces
And place them in jars,
As though they held some kind of worth,
In a world in which pain is the latest trend.
Teenagers are the hormonal disease spread out like
A plague, that everyone grows out of
Or at least can medicate.
We were the lucky ones, who made it out alive,
Or so they say.
A chip off the shoulder
A fish in the sea
We we’re nothing special, just burnt out carcasses
Trying to get by.
We’d spend our days on concrete rooftops,
Humming constellations under our breaths
Like prayers.
Hoping for our dilated pupils to focus on the ground ahead
And not the oncoming traffic.
I asked you what meeting me was like
And you replied
“you
Feelfeel
the music
which wants to
flow
through
you
when all else
surrounds
you
just
close those pretty
eyes
and
let go
of the overwhelming
feeling
that you owe
life
and everyone else
something
and just be
you
i don't need to sell my soul laughing against frost,
kissing
stylish arsonists + I still
love every
sky
escaping from your lips
GeniusMy eyes, unclouded.
My thoughts, eternal.
My mind, astute.
My heart, alone.
Freight TrainYou keep walking
Hold your head up high
Plaster on a smile
Joke around awhile
Take it in your stride
'This is better anyway'
'Such is life, keep trucking'
'Another dollar, another day'
The mind flits off to wondering
Hears meaning in a song
As if it's trying to tell you
Exactly what went wrong
Bitterness, fear and anger
Are like a shield and sword
Banishing fragility
The loss of love's reward
Then just when you were coping
And in your step, a spring
It hits you like a freight train
And guts you out within
The pain you feel is physical
Tears stream down your cheeks
You gasp for breath, an aching chest
You weep, and weep, and weep
For in that time you clearly see
The best of love you lost
That freight train keeps on moving
And takes your heart as cost
Thanks for looking and have a wonderful day!
