I carry sunshine in my pocket, the same place I keep memories of you. It’s raining here, outside, so slipping my rainbow-stained fingers within, I touch the radiating heat of you. My defenses melt away with every glimpse of your beaming heart and gentle eyes. Those same defenses that my tears had put in place. […]
I hold memories of you like a wave-worn rock nestled in my pocket reaching in deep my fingers float along your soft edges the gentle curves of who you were who I remember you to be who we once were I feel your weight there touching you I hold that ache again the fervent ache […]
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We’d share a call and response every night, phones pressed between cheek and pillow 20.7 miles away. It was an incantation lulling lovers to pass from one consciousness to another. Your voice digitized, reflecting off faux pine towers or maybe even orbiting satellites, reached me through technologies I’d never…
In this era, walking this world, we have erroneously come to the conclusion that we need everything and we need it now. Where has patience gone? Where has peace fled to? Where is our human compassion and mercy? Examining my own self, I know what I desire. I have hopes and dreams too. Some I […]
It was just a frumpy little thing. Missing an eye. Torn and resewn over and over. Threadbare, you could barely tell the original coloring of its fur. His nose had been lost many years ago. A mouse-haired little girl had played with him once upon a time. She named him Stripey and took him everywhere. […]
I had struggled within myself. I was working through the internal war which I always fought. The Lover, the Inflictor, the Jester, the Intellect, the Artist. We all periodically conflicted and we all occasionally worked together. Sometimes the Lover and Jester held hands and became the Flirt. At times it was the Inflictor and the […]
her beautiful smile draws me in like no other all I can imagine are those soft wine red lips cursing crashing crushing my own her tongue licking mine my teeth biting hers becoming delicate and tender turning rough and brash and dirty I picture my lips trailing kisses down her throat between her pale full […]
I’m just a humble poet with very little need Making people happy my one true deed Inspirations come in all shapes and measures But oh my Christmas Muse she doth give me pleasures Lay on the bed and wait for me Crack the window for you will see This cold night when I come for […]
My veins have turned metallic There’s a coppery taste in my mouth I’m dizzy and I’m sure I’m gonna vomit Splinters in my hand Easily slips through my fingertips Picking at scabs Weeping pus from oozing eyelids The squeaking of the gurney’s wheels Echos between my eardrums Frigid ice upon my chest Then ‘clear!’ and […]
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