Poetry

burned

i woke up to your touch, your hands gripping on the sheets, lips devouring me. eyes closed but body a volcano, i dripped, molten lava across your cheeks. your burned now, ive left my mark on you. you’re starving now, desperate for more. you skipped the entree; im your dessert. lick me up before i… Continue reading burned

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Poetry

the same song

we were out of tune; off-key, each caress felt wrong, more unlikely than stars without a blanket of dreams. dreading you, dreading us, i tore skin, for you, i gouged flesh, for us. nothing but a bag of bones, for what? in vain? or for us? cowardice mice, men dressed in false skins, we were… Continue reading the same song

Poetry

collapsing into myself

collapsing into myself, im beginning to enjoy time alone, with myself. is it healthy to savor the sounds of perfect, rippling silence? doesn’t the air taste more fresh, more sprung with life, when it’s a party of one? is the space i create between twisted trees, an alcove of missing and found things, more important… Continue reading collapsing into myself

Poetry

city lights

it’s the city lights and crazy nights that distract me until i collapse. it’s the flashy signs and boys who capture pensive drearies with nothing less than a dime. it’s the way you make me feel cool and lost around three in the morning, windows down, wind tearing at my hair that reminds that i… Continue reading city lights