Bleed out

Maybe you were right and
I need to access my anger more
so just know, right now,
I'm mad at you.

You couldn't let me have tonight.

Everything is more than it is.

I love you, but I don't love this.
You love to pick apart the little things,
say you trust, then doubt everything.

Like I could never be blind.
Like I could never see
all the pictures long since painted black.

There's a difference between
honesty and tact
that isn't mutually exclusive.

Maybe next time bite your tongue for a night,
you won't bleed out,
I promise.

Clarity.

The silent power of clarity.

Running down your face
fill your cup with my eruption,
drown in my velvet ocean.
Ever rising tide.

I'm on the edge and
blood runs south,
ever rising tide.

Disrupting the surface,
temperature raised.

Gulp it down.

View from the top:
your little mustache.

We won the body lottery baby
now make it feel right.

Feel it like a knife

Godzilla

Night drive into the lake:

I asked what sea creature
you would be
and you got mythological on my ass.

Godzilla.

Damn.
Respect.
I see you Godzilla.

Ocean Eyes

I'm parched, drinking in the sky
by your side.
Your eyes are my favourite blue.
I'm lost in your ocean,
impossibly happy
as my lungs fill with salt.

Avoidance

She's been mouthing all my secrets
to the cracks in the wall,
divining another mystery at my feet.
I can't tell,
everything but her words are avoiding me.
Weeks of silence ring out in the static.

Idle Worship

Idle worship
my mind thirsts for your succulence,
let me remain until the sun
bleaches my skin alabaster again.
You are a desert and I'll find water.
You are all the nutrients in this barren land.
White and red, then black again.

Chaos

Manifesting reality
one breath at a time
exquisite chaos
floods my mind

Pinch Me

Pinch me.
The universe makes sense when you're around
and it's scaring me.

Kerosene

The first night I didn't love you
shook me. Hard.
I thought your faint glow
would forever paint the night just right.
Tonight your flame was just a flame.
Tonight your flame was annoying in its resilience,
seeming so eager to burn out.
Alec said it was bound to happen,
they could see the love was missing.
But I long to love you again!
I set the intention.
I will love you again.

Full Stop

The good hurt when you're alone
that last night,
avoiding sticky fingers.
Love starts and ends with you.
Full stop.
Love starts.
Love ends.
The trick is navigating the in-between,
knowing how to say no
to the sirens along the way.
Even the best sounds can be deafening.