I'm waiting for a pill to work
to ease my mind and soothe my nerves
but I think it was made with caffeine
I'm climbing crimson walls
when all I want to do is sleep
I've been walking in the rain
as if that would wash my sin away
everyone is going to a sunny somewhere
I'm where I've always been
I'm not sure I trust myself
when I talk I say too much
and I've lost count of names in stone
of those who've gone
but still rent rooms inside my love
And sad songs are the best songs
I've lived in some of them
but all my dreams have moved away
and I wish I could but I can't
stop this slow decay
of spending too much time staring at the rain
I just want to feel another's heartbeat
in perfect rhythm with my own
a seat for two on a midnight train
with speed that calms the fragile hearts
that always feel alone
Friday, April 29, 2016
Wednesday, April 27, 2016
daily monster
the night is raining
pain
and there's a shadow near my bed
leaning in too close to my face
trying to read my fear and
get inside my head
my veins are hot and I am
overheating
my heart is tired of being caged
repressed
the burden has became a monster
in newsprint
and they're asking me
to believe in it
so
I am looking for a safe hiding place
for the piece of my soul that they think
is theirs for stealing
I refuse to be turned into a transparent
voiceless ghost racing with the present
to find the past was a pretty printed
hook line that caught me in my eye
and made me doubt that
a hummingbird can sing
and a honeybee can fly
Tuesday, April 19, 2016
lonely boy
dear lonely boy
you tend to invite hurt in
do your hands ever get lonely
from blending rebellion with diversity
you are always on edge
knowing where you will never fit in
you are breath
you are poetry I indulge on the page
my hands get drunk
my mind swims in remembered
kisses
a match of blue, white flare
ache of a heartbeat on fire
I am busy
too many rooms you're not in
I'm trying to draw from memory
the homemade tattoos
you used to ink on your skin
you are too comfortable being alone
a walking, talking, dreaming boy
a to be written romantic lyric
with a
thirsty dream to be acknowledged
composing secrets into songs
writing down the sky you say
because freedom is only as close
as your fingers can reach
and you want to touch everything
your sadness trapped in the flutter
of a dragonfly's wing
silence taught you how to breathe
you know that all the cold winters
and runaway graffitti will
never ruin the streets that belong
to your feet
dear lonely boy do you miss
the way we used to arrange
how our shadows lingered
into a story only two on earth
ever knew
can we keep that our secret ?
you tend to invite hurt in
do your hands ever get lonely
from blending rebellion with diversity
you are always on edge
knowing where you will never fit in
you are breath
you are poetry I indulge on the page
my hands get drunk
my mind swims in remembered
kisses
a match of blue, white flare
ache of a heartbeat on fire
I am busy
too many rooms you're not in
I'm trying to draw from memory
the homemade tattoos
you used to ink on your skin
you are too comfortable being alone
a walking, talking, dreaming boy
a to be written romantic lyric
with a
thirsty dream to be acknowledged
composing secrets into songs
writing down the sky you say
because freedom is only as close
as your fingers can reach
and you want to touch everything
your sadness trapped in the flutter
of a dragonfly's wing
silence taught you how to breathe
you know that all the cold winters
and runaway graffitti will
never ruin the streets that belong
to your feet
dear lonely boy do you miss
the way we used to arrange
how our shadows lingered
into a story only two on earth
ever knew
can we keep that our secret ?
Tuesday, April 12, 2016
double heartbeats
I saw beautiful visions with you
roads bathed in moonlight
as my white nervous hands ached
to roam in your hair
I saw windows that stared back
and scared me how intense you
were looking at me
the sidewalk felt strange beneath
my feet
words turned to sawdust
but my heart was electrically
alive
I wanted to tell the world to
turn the lights off
but I didn't dare disturb the
oneness of two lost in a starlit
world
I stood there breathing with you
living with you in
double heartbeats
roads bathed in moonlight
as my white nervous hands ached
to roam in your hair
I saw windows that stared back
and scared me how intense you
were looking at me
the sidewalk felt strange beneath
my feet
words turned to sawdust
but my heart was electrically
alive
I wanted to tell the world to
turn the lights off
but I didn't dare disturb the
oneness of two lost in a starlit
world
I stood there breathing with you
living with you in
double heartbeats
Monday, April 4, 2016
alive with love
I don't want to do time with you or anyone...
I want to do love
I want tangled hair
and kisses that leave
my lips itching for more
my flesh is human
and woman
I want a photographic memory
so I will never forget
or complicate
the living, loving hour
of every sacred moment
imprinted in our cells
how we are buried
in one another
alive with love
I want to do love
I want tangled hair
and kisses that leave
my lips itching for more
my flesh is human
and woman
I want a photographic memory
so I will never forget
or complicate
the living, loving hour
of every sacred moment
imprinted in our cells
how we are buried
in one another
alive with love
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