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,

“You’re trapped.” He explains, My body is bare, I’m losing time, And losing air.

Flying out of the nest, At sixty mph, Four hours—without rest.

I feel like I could vomit tears, But that wouldn’t suffice, For amount of years together, Exactly twice, I have no idea...

Tried to meditate, too many different people, are inside my head.

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,

Last Night. Was the first night I had a thous… Perforating with tender thoughts i… Last Night. Was the the first night, in my lif…

Carefully and slowly, I unfold myself from inside, Dark and lowly, I swallow my pride, I let her out,

‘I’ am the lifeless infinite. ‘I’ am the sun, perforating throug… ‘I’ am a strawberry moon. But what is I?

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,

Can I just have slow sex, Long talks, Lengthy poems, And everyday walks, Can I have running through the wo…

The warmth of my tea, How lovely at six a.m. Oh! The little things.

Whenever I’m alone, I stay smiling, Counting the stitches sewn, On 100 thread count sheets, Wishing for rain,

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,