traditional (more so) haiku
Tried to meditate, too many different people, are inside my head.
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,
Whenever I’m alone, I stay smiling, Counting the stitches sewn, On 100 thread count sheets, Wishing for rain,
She melds into the rhythm, listening for a heartbeat, escaping into the fumes, her thoughts incomplete. She escaped through the cracks,
Flying out of the nest, At sixty mph, Four hours—without rest.
Carefully and slowly, I unfold myself from inside, Dark and lowly, I swallow my pride, I let her out,
Can I just have slow sex, Long talks, Lengthy poems, And everyday walks.... Can I have running through the wo…
Can I just have slow sex, Long talks, Lengthy poems, And everyday walks, Can I have running through the wo…
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…
You collect calluses, Like precious gems, Revering their form, Keeping them close, And if it wasn’t for me,
You never loved me, Only the taste of my name, As it lingered on your slithering… Falling out, dripping, With poisons of promises,
‘I’ am the lifeless infinite. ‘I’ am the sun, perforating throug… ‘I’ am a strawberry moon. But what is I?
I feel like I could vomit tears, But that wouldn’t suffice, For amount of years together, Exactly twice, I have no idea...
Stumbling over words, Like a child stumbles over shoe la… Left undone. Every word I want to say, Left undone.
under florescents, the cigarette butts are like confe… glittering the sidewalk, with anxiety.
