Tried to meditate, too many different people, are inside my head.
Carefully and slowly, I unfold myself from inside, Dark and lowly, I swallow my pride, I let her out,
I feel like I could vomit tears, But that wouldn’t suffice, For amount of years together, Exactly twice, I have no idea...
It feels much less like a kick in… but a slap in the face, I would say ‘fuck it’, but it wouldn’t adequately represe… that was lacked in,
You collect calluses, Like precious gems, Revering their form, Keeping them close, And if it wasn’t for me,
The language of love flowed freely… Through the rivers of our veins, During the summer we discovered ma… And razors edges. We used the torn corners,
I’m always enamored with, Short periods of time, With fantasies of, Your hand in mine.
No implications, Did I notice at the time, Only the key strokes.
She melds into the rhythm, listening for a heartbeat, escaping into the fumes, her thoughts incomplete. She escaped through the cracks,
Stumbling over words, Like a child stumbles over shoe la… Left undone. Every word I want to say, Left undone.
I never thought I could crave a s… Like the one that sits across your… Distinctly scraped from the corner… Made in depths of dreams and forei… Its own presence, reflecting galax…
Whenever I’m alone, I stay smiling, Counting the stitches sewn, On 100 thread count sheets, Wishing for rain,
I’m not a side dish, I’m not a left—over, you can’t put me away, you can’t save me for later, as with all things,
The warmth of my tea, How lovely at six a.m. Oh! The little things.
I can’t say I know, The bed where you lay, The shape, color, and patterns, That makes up your day, I can only say now,
