ONE THOUSAND PROMPTS1. PanoramaONE THOUSAND PROMPTS5 years ago in Stress Awareness More Like This
Around You...Around youAround You...1 year ago in Valentine Exchange More Like This
I don't understand why
but when I say or hear your name
My heart gets this feeling
Mysterious, lovely, never fleeting
I immediately feel comfortable
Is that understandable
That we've spoken for a short time
Yet, I know you are caring
And for a while
Nothing else matters
It's just you and me
It feels blissful, really...
I don't feel so alone
Instead of melancholy
And endless monotony
My heart soars
To a blissful tone
I hope I may stay
To make all the pain and hurt go away
To help you, as you've surely helped me
I wish to see where this path goes
Friendship, love, who knows?
While Driving in the Suburbs on Valentine's DayI’m sure of nothing, no one;While Driving in the Suburbs on Valentine's Day1 month ago in Valentine Exchange More Like This
we’ll never be ourselves.
Our lone device is left to searching
through bins and vessels
on drives and circles
one by one, houses upon houses
secreting pills and thoughts and air
behind their stealthy doors and bellies.
I stab into each of their ugly little anthems.
What is mine?
What is mine.
Windows caught on Christmas trees
the pale hypnosis of television
bleeding through curtains drawn to a slit.
What dares to go on living in there?
Dawn comes drunk and begging
shrill and shameless, undiscerning
‘till the string breaks high above the plains
‘till it’s engorged on everything
the hairline crack in a potted blue sage
the lip of the gutters haunted by cats.
Houses are holding things close to their lungs
moistened in darkness, a glorious sadness
that no one's allowed. Left out! We're left out
of unholy communions, distensions of time.
I've only the rumors to cradle my demons
and only your face, sw