i, a lover of bad thingssometimes i meet people who areMore Like This
not great nor grand nor spectacular or
any positive adjective other than good.
they are just good people
who are good.
i met one once and
i will never see him again
(of this i am almost certain).
he shares the name with a boy i hate but
i do not hate him.
he is good.
in any other life i guarantee i could have had
a future with him
and it would have been good
because he was good, he is good
and he would have made me better.
meeting him was like a one night stand where
all we did was talk and laugh and insult each other and
bickering like a married couple, we ran races down a hill.
and it was good.
i met one good boy
(one good man)
and he could have kissed me, but he didn't.
he could have held my hand and dragged me away from the crowd,
but he didn't.
he could have made my night and made me better and we could have been
but he didn't,
and he won't,
and we will never be,
was just too
(i met a good man once, but -
he shared the n
You'll Never DieHear me read it!More Like This
They say that if a writer falls in love with you then you never really die.
Instead your body is laid out in its funerial shrouds and moulds are made. Soft impressions of you to be pressed onto the blank faces of future loves.
Every time I write of taking comfort in a safe place in a storm, it will be your forearm. Every half-made smile will be on your lips, and every touch will be constructed from the residue beneath your fingernails.
When I metaphise of trees' blood, the leaves that give the energy so that a willow can provide shade for those in need, it will be your blood, it will be your light drenched kisses.
Every tear on every face will taste of the sweat that you put into keeping me happy. Every soaring song of love will be played through your windpipe, your trachea my instrument of choice.
For every time that a hero has the strength to walk on, I will use your feet. I will weld them to my own and walk a mile. Wal
You're Not?You're anorexic if you're thinMore Like This
You're not? Then you're obese.
If you're different, you're insane
You're not? Then you're a fake.
If you're happy, you're hiding something.
You're not? You must be emo.
If you're dating, you're a slut.
You're not? You must have no friends.
If you're popular, you're a jerk.
You're not? You're a nobody.
If you're quiet, you must be disabled.
You're not? You obnoxious freak.
If you're you, you're wrong.
Then you must be perfect.