pity.

infected my mind like a parasite
I can't seem to shake you
you've burrowed into me
inexplicably, and
my brand of bravery
is shying away tonight
weakness on full display
pity me

mildly manic.

mildly manic, I'm
escaping temptation
by skating social niceties/
laying low
praying not to be found.
maybe I'm smiling, I don't know.
the mirror's in love with me
and I'm in no state for company.

to the wind.

flying hands meet
foreign skin
throwing smooth introductions
to the wind

consume.

craving the consumption
fill me right up
something in my soul feels empty
another hole to fill
what's left of self control
when the hunger takes over

shambles.

Scott said "swim!"
and I am,
I am pedestrian at best/
in shambles.
I'm caught in a wood-chipper,
waving flags for weeks
and I'm fatigued
holding on to holding out.
I'm setting my own traps.

ssl.

Can't settle down,
won't settle in
following heart in circles
here it goes again.
Silly little libra
always aiming to please
unbury your head
and pick up your feet.

nym.

I don't wanna be remembered,
spit my name back out
'n leave it on the ground.

don't.

my hungry eyes
stay awake for days
pleading with memories
don't go.

I found myself
at your feet
begging for scraps
don't go.

tunnel vision.

:tunnel vision:
follow my eyes.
your lips are
the only currency
I recognize.
I like our little ritual;
lust telling no lies.

time winds down.

I know it's wrong
to ask you this
every night,
but my tongue
is not my own
and my skin crawls
watching the clock
we set together
wind down.

Our limbs and tongues tie,
I'm driving this home tonight.

We used to find answers
in each other's arms,
a common pulse
beating back time.

Now we find ourselves
stuck in the give and take
of time spent apart.
And now we find ourselves
in different time zones,
worlds apart.