#poems

She’s trapped in a masochistic dream https://youtu.be/uHN-3KGVsHk I watched her Diamond eyes Take in and absorb the light The prism divided time As I witnessed A kaleidoscope of lives And her soul Feels empty and fake Her story is more Than being trapped In the hourglass For most of the time Her ...

.THE END. The quiet is heavy, beholden to the wait, burdened by the levy, of the slow weaving fate. Turning Hand over hand, refusing to subtract, the deafening demand, To add up what I lack. Elusive when I want, your need so deafening, silence feels like a taunt, each moment threatening. Cannot s...

"Attraction" If I do hide somehow your aura always seems to find me... whether in a cacoon or within myself you gently pull me in closer just so I can feel the safety within your language... you captivate me with your sensitivity your aroma, your fragrance within these verbal dates we share will ...

"Attraction" If I do hide somehow your aura always seems to find me... whether in a cocoon or within myself you gently pull me in closer just so I can feel the safety within your language... you captivate me with your sensitivity your aroma, your fragrance within these verbal dates we share will ...

I walked on my lunch break to an authentic Mexican diner near work. My car was being a shit. Again. I walked along the sidewalk, my smart flats slapping the hot pavement and I saw a flower growing out of the crack in the sidewalk, right there in the center, 8 inches tall and proud…

“Every waking hour I’m choosing my confessions....” - R.E.M. All of my friends are finding religion. Scripture and church schedules. Youth groups. bible studies. Maybe that’s what you do when you’re pushing forty with a mortgage and some kids and some jobs and the weight of the world on your shou...

Bury me under forget-me-nots, or in your thoughts, or somewhere where these dreams might stop - and I can get away.