Category: Love

from the fire escape
i watched a crow perch hersef
on the edge of the gutter
her legs bent back as
she bowed and took a sip of water
her thirst quenched
she flew off

her blelly, riding the breeze
her beak, PIERCing the air
her wings, making love to the wind
she disappeared into the horizon

in those moments
she showed me the existence of
unicorns beneath sagging jeans
heart beats echoing in starving bellies
breath in depression
she taught me how to
drink water from the gutter

have you ever seen love caged in ice?
its a beautiful, tragic sight
but sometimes the glare hurts your eyes

i thought i could thaw it
warm it up with my embrace
so that love could pour out of its cage
it didn't work at first
still i figured it was worth the wait
but in time it was i whose TEMPERATURE had changed
HE WAS JACK FROST
BRINGING A CHILL TO EVERYTHING HE TOUCHED

Jack frost,
YOU TURNED ME COLD
JUST LIKE YOU
I hate winter
i hate the cold
but, I still played in snow

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tandem bikes

2/20/2017

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i tried to ride a bike
Like I rhode you
In the dark
Pitch black
Searching for shades of blue
But like bikes
I never learned
A few miles before the wheel turned
Out of control
Fuck a break
you put your foot down no

I still wish
we would've
Stayed on
We had places to go
but, i guess
Uncharted landscapes
By tandem bicycles
Were never meant to be seen

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invisible man

2/6/2017

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I find myself in your clothes
As if wearing your scent
Feels nearly as good
As you wearing me

There's fun in pretending
Living in the spaces
You once occupied
is as close as I'll come
To the fabrication of what was
Making homes out of the clothes you housed
feels empty
Even with me inside
Cold
Even with the warmth of its weight

It always was
Cold
And
Empty
Loving you my invisible man

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lissen

2/6/2017

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Creativity, divine intervention
Inward inertia jumping into existence,
From our joints.
Surging through skin
Breaking into time
God speaks in hymns

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Idols

2/6/2017

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I do to people
What Leo's do to lovers I idolize them
Hatch massive gods from their foreheads-
to cast shadows over their demons

I impede on their freedom to fail
To change, To be human
I lock them up
In a castle on a pedestal far, far, far away
From who they really are

I'm drawn to flaws
A broken jaw, crooked teeth, scabs on the knees
Call to me, Grab at me
With their marshmallow mouths
Gentle sensations tugging on my sleeve
Pulling me to flaws
So that I may give them new names
I call them pretty, intriguing, love
People are flawed at the core
But not as passive
For I give them new names
That they don't answer to

I've grown to understand
gods name themselves

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barf

2/6/2017

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He coated despair in candy
He said I was his best friend
Leaving My tummy churning, turning, upset
Repelling the acid boiling inside of it
Projecting the bile to the back of my throat
My mouth waters
Awaiting the grand exit of graveyard food

It won't settle
I have stuffed my gums with bites I couldn't chew
Closed my eyes
Swallowed it whole, like I swallowed you
I assumed My stomach could handle the feud
but soon I learned
I was cooning for the King's Fool

As I kept swallowing pushing back
The Inevitable flood
That would carry the bile back up
It's hard not to face What we upchuck.

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the spectrum of sacrifice

2/6/2017

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She told me I scratched her
I apologized

I told her she scratched me
She cut her nails

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got milk?

2/6/2017

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I lowered myself beneath her
So that I could suckle the sweet nectars
From her breast
Mouth watering and back bent I latched on
Two savory drops plopped on my lips
A splash on the tongue exciting the buds

There were Two drops before
She withdrew and named me selfish
I selfish?
Having toiled so long
Beaten and battered along the way
And all I ask is a drink

But how could she know of my thirst?
How could I know of her aching utters?
I was sucking her dry.

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bbygirl

2/6/2017

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Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
But too often the gaze is distorted
By society's lens
So that
They can't see you
And when they do commentary is reduced to ridicule

They may not see
Oh but I do

Hey Beautiful

Yeah I'm talking to you
Hope your days are filled with sun rays
And on the bad days you draw moisture from the rain

The world has convinced you that the darkness of your skin
Means that there is no light within you
How wrong they are
This little light of yours
Flickering in your chest is
Ignited by the same blackness they claim smothered it.

Turn a deaf ear to the world
Feed the flames
Allow your light grow
So bright that they can't ignore
The beauty of your shine.

Hey beautiful,
Say that to yourself sometimes

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gutter water

jack frost

tandem bikes

invisible man

lissen

Creativity, divine intervention
Inward inertia jumping into existence,
From our joints.
Surging through skin
Breaking into time
God speaks in hymns

Idols

barf

the spectrum of sacrifice

She told me I scratched her
I apologized

I told her she scratched me
She cut her nails

got milk?

bbygirl

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Creativity, divine intervention Inward inertia jumping into existence, From our joints. Surging through skinBreaking into time God speaks in hymns

She told me I scratched herI apologizedI told her she scratched me​ She cut her nails

Categories

Creativity, divine intervention
Inward inertia jumping into existence,
From our joints.
Surging through skin
Breaking into time
God speaks in hymns

She told me I scratched her
I apologized

I told her she scratched me
She cut her nails