creep.

my diabolical intentions align
and now she’s singing to me,
feeling the plea of my poetry
as an act of violence.
knows all too well where this could lead.
striped sheets, where’d we meet?
feel so sentimental
ravaging her god-sized hole

busted.

I watch you underwater.
Watch all the little bubbles
float off your skin and breach a surface
I never want to meet again.
It makes sense to hold my breath here,
underwater. With you.
After a moment you
instinctively start to pull me up.
Fantasy-buster.
Next time leave me be.

give/take.

I love fiercely with
my whole body and being.
Loving like that takes
a lot out of a person,
gives a lot away.
I'm looking for someone
who understands this,
who understands love is
give and take
and gives a bit of themself
as they take a part of me.

nirvana fallacy.

Universal clues, slowly deciphered.
I've got my ear to the ground
and my head in the clouds.
I'm waiting for
the stars to align.

It could be any day now.

nye.

Day by day, bit by bit
you wear me down,
leave me looking less like myself.
And the infuriating part is that
I can’t even be mad at you because
somehow I let you.
Erosion of my soul in full swing,
I’m counting down the days until
I’ll be anywhere else.

have me.

She encourages little rebellions
and my mind wanders for days
without water.
She sinks my teeth like ships on
forgotten treasure explorations.
She is chaos meeting inertia
on a clear day, clearing
my head of thinking.

She She She

She does it all so casually,
minces my meanings.
And when she strikes that tone with me,
my bones vibrate in perfect harmony
until my ribs break free in dissonance
and drag my lungs back to her.

All my words are hers for the taking.

lemons.

Sex gone sour,
spiritually unsatisfying.
I'm sucking lemons to forget
our sweetness.

begone.

I’m staring down my well of melancholy
searching the bricks for the catalyst,
all the while knowing damn well
it’s you.
I’ve even corrupted your memory,
painted you too perfectly
and in turn you’ve infected my dreams,
poisoned them with your presence.
I thought the way out was through,
but couldn’t have been more wrong.
The only way out is to banish you.
Begone!

caged.

This city is wearing me down,
testing the limits of my sanity,
and stealing my bliss.
Facing a total erasure of my being,
I don't think I can stand it
any longer here.
I'm caged.

How did this happen?

unspun.

Mortal coils collide, tangle.
I’ve been hiding for thirty-two years,
waiting for you.
(Yeah, you.)
Do you hear me calling out?
I’m unwinding.
You’re the static in my silence,
the ringing in my ears.
We’re pure stardust baby,
and I want you next to me
when I come unspun.