paper thin whispers.Display any old sentences, and i'll secretly fall apart.
I'm unspeakably numb.
between black smoke and white umbrellas, silence ran away.
your arms wrapped around my mind
Behind ears ,
With paper thin whispers.
There are wet footprints on the floor, after dry rain.
Silhouettes under the window sil
warm, peppered words slept underneath your eyes
seething through your lips, you've erased me.
grief table stumbles
a l e
l v r
e n O
I need all of you.
"I cant find forever in your eyes
I will leave you while they're dry."
In This bulletproof glass with eyes closed
still hard to say whats going on.
with fingers roaming through tears
S t a y
Helpless and beautiful.
I forgot to forget you.I forgot to forget you.7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Once you told me you didn't like the way I curl myself towards you
And that I shouldn't walk with my feet facing the other because it was childlike
I took the long way home that night thinking about what you said, staring at my feet
Forcing them to point forward. Every time they disobeyed I pinched myself till my thighs were anesthetized,
So now I cant feel my legs.
Ive always written the words youve said to me and posted them around my room,
I'd bite my lip, as the sun hit the L in useless,
Us-(e)-less. Imaging the way the words rolled off your tongue
That day I found you sitting on the edge of my bed reading your words,
The sunlight hit your nose as you stared at that L in useless.
Your top lip quivered as your bottom lip cringed
You pulled them down
I called you the next day,
You had the voice of last years cough
And your phone
Rain in a black box.Ive lost my feet dear,Rain in a black box.8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In the black rain
Seems Youve fallen asleep again,
Waiting for something to change
Loosing things, unwanted to be found,
Endless sleep, sinking right into the blue
Feeling alone: (but, but hes right by your side)
Further and further Auxiliary.
Crash:lights and a stop sign.I wish I had wings, I could teach my fears to fly aCrash:lights and a stop sign.8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Breath of GodI.The Breath of God8 years ago in Other More Like This
My bones have been like cabinets;
the hinges all dust, wood punctured.
Breathe, hope, stamina (the grains wheat enough to take on
absence, sweat, and nausea) were misplaced.
Their dearth rearranged my skeleton in certain places,
and I stuck out heresunk in there.
The nonexistence was pushy
bored with the fractures,
ignorant of setting the bone.
I was ignorant of setting the bone, too.
Mirrors were poor reflections,
wasted glass, unable to diagnose.
I was intact. It appeared
that way. The angles spoke of it
they expressed the wholeness of body. Sure they did.
It spoke of other images, too, the one image, mine
like silverware sticking out of me obnoxiously,
unkempt and gray and sharp, with no regard for
But I was still fleshstill, I had
eleven ribs, eight fingers, two kneecaps.
And my marrow
had air pockets.
the wrong bodytheres a boy around the cornerthe wrong body7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
trying to grow up into a man
but hes awkward in step and
alone in a crowd and he
cant quite fly with the flock
cant quite grow his wings they say
these words like bullets to the
head he rots inside, he feels
his heart tremble to the bone.
he cant see too well hes
short of breath and short
of height, five foot
three and feeling so down
so ashamed. the boys laugh,
dyke! and freak! and push
him down and push him
away. he just tries to fit
in. he cant seem to fit in.
the girls point and giggle,
lesbian! and pervert!
and he cant seem to fit in.
his friends abandoned him
his family doesnt love him
and he feels so empty
and worthless inside. he
tears himself apart and falls--
victim to self loathing.
and he looks himself in the mirror,
looks himself dead in the eye,
he stares hard and hateful
and then he begins to cry.
he weakens and weeps and he whispers,