makeshifts and shooting starsdear diary,makeshifts and shooting stars6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
if my calculations are correct,
this is day 24.
the number of circles i've walked
around sky-scraping hopes
in worn-down shoes
filled with sand and salt.
the number of makeshifts
i have learned to make from things
that once washed up on the shore
(just like me).
the number of songs
stuck in my head
that prevent me from
hearing the ocean.
the number of stars i count
before falling asleep.
i look up at the sky
and catch myself wishing upon every shooting star
that it's actually a man-made airplane,
coming to save me.
Draw.Freeze.Collapse.Breathe.Paper cuts thin out toDraw.Freeze.Collapse.Breathe.9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
those patheic excuse for a "Winning you back" lectures on those countless papers.
"Blahblahblah I want sympathy."
Was the loudest message received.
Nothings changed, I feel the same.
"Calculations must have gone wrong somewhere..."
Starts with a y--.
I'm sure you'll figure it out eventually.
This is Handguns vs Hands Down
Winter vs Water
Balance Beam vs Buckling Knees
Fragilei.Fragile6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i wrote this for you.
i wanted you to know
that i am always
i burned my mouth on my coffee
and remembered the scorch of your lips
burning, stinging, lingering.
and i finally lost those ten pounds
that you told me i didn't need to lose
but i felt the need to be underweight
and at night, i curled my little self up in a ball
and thought of every part of me that
you could never love.
i guess a part of me always wanted
to be fragile.
you will never know how many times i saw you
in the backs of other men,
and i ran to them, calling your name
and they'd turn, confused.
they'd say, "Can I help you, miss?"
and i looked into their unfamiliar eyes
and wished with everything in me
that i could say yes.
"could you promise a certain boy
will see me again? because i seem to have
and I'd walk away disappointed
because that was the day I'd decided I would tell you:
you are the sunlight
streaming through my window in the morning.
i spend h
Slow Down My Precious CargoToday I caught myself being daringSlow Down My Precious Cargo8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Leaning in dangerously too far
How I got the courage too....
So lets take this all the way
Or until we both freeze up
Glued, fixed in a dead on stare.
"You make me so nervous", it slipped right out i swear.
Lets see whos "beat" can win this race.
At the moment were both ahead of the tempo.
-truth-will you meet me in the spaces-truth-7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
between our fingers
indivisible, but one
(and all the smaller pieces
that don't matter)
a hollow note
twenty minutes to dawn
(i know this because we've been here before)
in this moment, and this thing of arms and arms entwined, called embrace
this moment on soft notsosoft ground sheets
it's the same
and in this moment
this moment is again
and your voices
singing as the past
ceilings and walls
that do not house me
anymore, i hear you
you are farther away
when i am with you
than when we are
so far apart
i do not have a traditional clock
that could tick away the night
in even tones
to focus on
when i'm trying my hardest not to be awake
i only have digitalisations left
act out on another[i wish that i could compareact out on another7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
to the sound of a smile
remembered by your heart and
lying in your photographs]
light leaks into my eyes
so much so that i have to
close my shutters for
bright little seconds
until there is such a full stop
where my eyes are so
my eyes are so
tripled sometimes, when
i just dont get enough
i just get too much - sometimes
when my eyes are so, just
sometimes, when they are
i focus on the release quite
a bit too much, much more than
the diameter of an instrument placed
somewhere about centre. there where
there is movement, you can feel it
as it snaps closed, peels open
and crackles moving pictures along
the insides of flesh. in where the
light leaks full heavy flow
it is a full second split sprint
from one side of the river of your
lips to the other.
answersAnd you are always asking why.answers7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Some moments you doubt yourself, not me
but yourself, your worth or your credibility, maybe--
some seconds you want
to maybe put your hands
deep into your jean pockets, put up your hood, shake your head,
sometimes you seem to be thinking,
Normally I answer you slowly,
starting with a because
But that has grown pale, diseased
in comparison to the explanation you deserve.
So here it is forever, in ink.
memorize it for the days I get strep throat.
You are coming home.
You are a room I never want to leave.
You are sliding, sock footed
across a wood floor with hairbrush
in hand and music so loud it is coaxing strands of my
hair to burst from their roots.
& you are the smell of French toast,
the taste of powdered sugar being licked off mouth-corners
You are waking up naturally,
alarm unplugged. You are the be
Liar.Run your fingers through my hairLiar.6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and promise me it'll be alright.
All fucking lies.
Kiss my eyelids and tell me that
you'll be here in the morning.
Look into my eyes and smile
in that infuriating manner.
And I'll believe it.
quietusi stay up every night.quietus5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i stay up waiting -
waiting to fall asleep.
something makes me
and i am so tired i cannot sleep.
and i am so tired i lose count of sheep.
and i am so tired i
then there's you;
you are stapled to my brain cells
and i fear that if i rip the staples out
i will bleed to death,
spilling out memories of you
in a pool of some type of fog because
when i finally sleep i
have dreams about you and
in my dreams i have nightmares and
in my nightmares you're always
"i never loved you."
inside my nightmare world
i wander through hallways of
human spines and
working minds and
they are terrifying, for
they remind me of
i don't have.
when and if i do wake up
from this tangled maze
of overgrown memories with
crows perched upon them,
they are chirping
When Backspace Breaks.And I loved youWhen Backspace Breaks.7 years ago in Other More Like This
more than letters.
I loved you more than language.
On Being FrailIf I could step out of my own organsOn Being Frail7 years ago in Other More Like This
yet still have the same eyeballs, I would ask the stiff flesh
laying in my place why their bed looked
like a baker had exploded under the covers.
Then, in order to answer myself,
I would rush back into my nerves and say, with
No one ever looked close enough to tell,
but for years now I have hugged my own body
like a lover or a coveted lunchtime sandwich.
With skeleton fingerprints, I could
my own ribs.
And they were crumbs.
My pillow is made
of bone yeast. And he
Raindrop Colored RibbonsI dwell on the past and future;Raindrop Colored Ribbons5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Never the present,
Because I can't focus on things that move.
All the unnecessary details get knocked out of focus,
And I have nothing to drive myself crazy over.
Memo To Myselfdon't fade away!Memo To Myself6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
walk in the sun
make the time
to take the time
that surrounds you
recapture your spark!
eat with your hands and
talk to strangers
from the proper angle
every face looks like
bears the makings
of a miracle
have a little faith!
throw caution to the wind
leap without looking
life would lack for love
without a little
find the future
full of feeling
at your fingertips
Pins, Needles--and everything else my heart and lungs fell in love with after you left.Pins, Needles-5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I hope the stars don't make you forget to miss me.
last night.last night the electricity went out in my neighborhood.last night.6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
last night i lit some candles and burnt my fingers in the process. i watched the flames flicker in the dark and i stared at my reflection in the bathroom mirror and wondered why it looked different, somehow.
last night i remembered how sometimes, when i touch people, i shock them with static electricity. and i wondered if this has any significance.
last night i reread your letters and counted them. nine. there used to be ten, but i threw one away when we had that fight, remember? and i spent the next day looking unsuccessfully in the trash for it and wishing i could control my temper.
last night i wrote 'i wish you were here' on a piece of paper, but i'm not sure who the you was. maybe it was everyone.
last night i cleaned my room just to mess it up again, mostly because i like messing things up. maybe this is some strange revenge on the world for messing me up. i'm not sure.
last night i tried to write but it only ended up
boats in a stormYou used to drink apple juice because you said it was the sweetest of all the fruitsboats in a storm5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And that it reflected the green of the triangle in your eye
You wanted to be different, unique. But I never liked your eyes.
The triangle was never symmetrical; equilateral
So it made me nervous, it made me squirm
Because why have something if it isnt perfect?
And when you drank, I always said that there were sweeter things
You said that is why I have you
I called you cliché and you just rolled your eyes
Like you always used to. Remember?
Because you didnt have the strength to fight back
You merely had glowing eyes of someone in love
That was all.
My eyes were just vacant, empty, hollow
(But at least they reflected you)
I just had strings of fortune and letters with torn edges
And addresses of unknown places just somewhere from my imagination, just somewhere over the horizon
That we wanted to visit one day
You said youd take me on a boat
A pretty and dazzling b
dear favourite internet frienddear sarah,dear favourite internet friend4 years ago in Letters More Like This
you are clearly my favourite.
i wish you didn't live in newfoundland (that is where you live, right? i don't know it's somewhere over the rainbow and far away from me, that's all i know) because we would fuck so much shit up in this town it would be unbelieveable. i am very glad to have met you, because even though we were just internet buddies, i do consider you one of my best friends.
you have always been there for me, and i am so thankful for that.
we will meet one day, because i love you.
bring scissors. we're gunna stab out some eyes.
endless endingswellendless endings6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the spark took a twist
scissor-spit from her lips
a subtle shift and infinite
is simply split into bits
you're spinning sick
sinking quick and unmissed
every cheap trick unveiled
now scratched from your list
but that itch
it still persists
perching there on your wrist
sits downsleeve from your heart
or what's left of it
and what's this?
love's laid to rest
without a proper obit
transmit to your wits
that demands you submit
is a doubt
the charred remains
of a fire once lit
verse 1I'll track a train and lay claimverse 16 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
to the flame
when it crashes
figure if I can't have the phoenix
I might as well have the ashes
and time passes
we can not preserve it
that's why the thought of ten years
and my purpose on this surface
was to live
and let live
leapt to the next level
'cuz you get
what you give
and this gift
that I gave
was this mike
and this stage
and this pen
and this page
and these words
that I blaze
'cuz I got
rhymes for days
leave you lost
in the haze
tilt your seats
lift your trays
guess what I'm trying to say is
this ship's going down
and you're looking up at me
while your jaw hits the ground
I'm not just a space case
but a first-rate
in the space race
I sport special space age lasers
but they're mostly for shock value
I'd return your favor
but I don't know how to
and I'm not about to
just bow down to
conspire to plunder
and it's bo
ZombieLazy infatuation compoundingZombie6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
with a shattering need for what
was once mine.
I think that insanity has finally
taken a toll on me, wouldn't
Don't get me wrong now, the
taste of your flesh makes my
But in due time, you will be
naught but a memory, and
I will remain.
A tasteless minion, slave to
simple desire that no one
but I can hold.
Alas, as my body lay rotting
among the field of things lost,
I crave you.
A simple need, you must come
to understand, a simple need
ThrowAwayAnyPotentialYouHave.From birds eye view I could see you flying so low (Solo)ThrowAwayAnyPotentialYouHave.8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And the truth is your bodys shaking and...
I'm not listening or caring.
Is it nice to lose all feeling in your face?
(those lips will never let a word slip out after this)
"Your secrets safe Baby"
I'll swipe this smirk with a look of deep desperation.
Your backbone is persistant.
meteorsSo its like thismeteors5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Rain makes me shiver nearly as much as you do when you look at me
And on every finger Id like to write a reason why I love you before I hold your hand
Just to feel the warmth of your touch against my words
You used to be stars, far away yet shining, but now youre my own light with glittering gold and a melody of only the perfect notes that I would occasionally hum. But I dont believe that it was a song that you enjoyed listening to. In fact, you loathed it. And now I see that rain is just like tears, that the ink will eventually smudge, that the warmth will fade away with the shivers, and that light has to darken eventually too.
will you:will you7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
open your fingers
t h e
loop them inside
the archway (don't forget to
wipe your shoes, take off your hat)
stroke the warmth
emanating from the open
breathe in deep the scent (and exclaim
its enthralling qualities)
dip in, dip in
and not let
and feel the
in your insides
you (like voyagers
have tea with me?
DrowningWhen the water poured in,Drowning6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
racing down my throat,
filling my lungs in one great release.
Raindrops blinded me as I sunk
lower than I had ever before.
My feet touched the bottom as
bubbles floated around my head in
a crown of despair.
Despair lingered in silent forms,
reminding me just how alone I was.
You were my beacon of light.
I swam for you, uncaring that
broken memories weighed me down.
I clung to you in the middle of the ocean.
Breathing in the sweet air that you
provided for me. Letting your very
life enter my lungs and remove me
from this watery place.