I think of you, all the time- I really can’t help the hold you’ve put on me Chrysanthemums and roses To make my living place Look like it has an ounce of life residing in these four-chambered walls
Time is not, on my side Because I love you even more now than I did before Nobody has, the same grey hairs you do Same fearless aptitude Concerned look when I walk in the room You’re a lily growing in a field surrounded by vastness and open skies
I could cry The scariest thing about love, is that it cannot be replaced I remember looking at your face And knowing things will be okay, regardless if you were to turn away If I’m left in the dust, I’ll roll in it and breathe it in Draw elaborate diagrams of my lung damage because anatomy is my second language I miss your tooth enamel
On a Saturday, almost-afternoon Everything is perfect And I am crying, sipping my coffee Thinking that time has done nothing but grow my love for you
It’s so strong, like a branch that will never snap I wonder if you’ll ever figure out I love you like that
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Love poem: Skin (like a lavender sky)
See, if I speak with you I’ll fall in love with you All over again like an emerald green sky
Girl in a lilac sweater Has never felt better Than laying in the bed of your pickup truck As you pump gas Turn skeletons into ash Move like a menace, kiss me softly like that
You do the things you do solely to see how I’ll react But your closest friends would say you’re more good than bad
Love poem: Skin (like a lavender sky) : continued
So I pause Traceable glances, your advances Trail like a navy fleet approaches the bay Quietly, surely Ready to devour me Keen on microwaving things that are sour You turn entanglements of the moon into long-winded stories That few follow along with because inherently they don’t make sense Tar coal cave of parasites & diamonds Get your house cat to take care of the housing market finance
A river in the rain – water swallowing water, absorbing its high electron state Collapsing at the edges Falling through graphite Notes on my bedroom walls because I forget lavender interior paint is not a chalkboard A vessel for immunity Estranged from the community You only feel close to because you share a hometown with
Love poem: Skin (like a lavender sky): continued
I’d read you my words, that I rehearsed Collectively failing to portray the argument that I thought I had right Your posture will take with you to the grave The handwritten collages I made Of your favourite leaves to give to you for the holidays What a girl That sure thought
It would last, like it couldn’t Like the fever wasn’t on fire The skylight not screaming at me – “Go home, he’s worked too hard” To tear society apart For a girl whose art
Revolves around being in love & staying in it
Love poem: Skin (like a lavender sky): continued
See, if I speak with you (On the top of the aircraft, there are more pretzels) I’d laugh with you Make you smile and that would be too much for me to
Fall in love with you like a crisp lavender sky
You do the things you do solely to see how I’ll react But your closest friends would say you’re more good than bad
Love poem: Skin (like a lavender sky): continued
Patient and holy This girl is only Made of so much skin
Patient and holy This girl is only Made of so much skin
If your friends jumped off a bridge, would you If your friends jumped off a bridge, would you do the things you do If your friends jumped off a bridge, would you If your friends jumped off a bridge, would you do the things you do
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Love poem: Tired surprise
I want someone to unwind me Unravel me & cover me back up with ivory satin Lying on your bed while we listen to electric guitar Devour me on purpose Taste my flesh Get away with murder in a hospital bed
I want to be Your lightning and your fire But calm like a river bed Give to you what your parents never did Be like the cool buzz from half a can of beer Charming, light, open you up to the silliness of life That I hope you see too, and when we come together We can make diamonds come alive Spoon-feed cherry blossoms their evening supper Truly, and I mean truly Care for one another
I’m a swan in the water, I’m a storm when I drive Hands clasped behind his back He doesn’t want to keep talking about this But I do You have to choose somebody that accepts every part of you For someone who’s often misunderstood Such will take a long time I close my eyes and think of how long I’ll be on this ride Then glance in the mirror, see the twinkle in my eyes I could be someone’s most beautiful surprise
Calm like a river bed Charming and light Not afraid of the deep end, the stones with colours that have never been named I don’t want to feel ashamed Of the space I occupy The words that come out when I haven’t thought carefully enough I don’t want to be ashamed Of the person I adore when it’s just me in my room I told you, I’m forever in bloom Vacate the room if that’s not cool with you
Sleeping soundly and not wanting to be disturbed He doesn’t want to keep talking about this But I do I do Thinking about the things that seem to only have meaning for you It’s exhausting Time is fragile A car’s despairing exhaust The first of December’s crystals of frost
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Love poem: Initials inscribed
I think I got a good one Don’t want to let him go But silk and satin separate here That’s really all I know
Got a gun in my purse I’m walking on the haunted hills I don’t mean to tell offbeat jokes But I like the way it makes you feel
Wavering and wandering, I can’t even see straight When I throw a dagger, I don’t know where it goes I don’t want to see red, but I’m so in love with colour Vivid, I like it vivid, I like the deep blues That scare you I’ve been there too Afraid to be in my own skin So I can try yours on Tailor it just right to fit you Give it to you back clean, with only my initials inscribed Between your clavicles in cursive font This is the way the world spins What are you waiting for, just get in Breathe a little bit in the boiling river with me
I can take you to I can take you to the brink of insanity Though you’ll find it’s more apricot and mesh than you could have dreamed I know what’s on the other side Flown there a billion times The places I don’t know, yeah they’re calling for me I can take you to the edge of insanity Show you how blooming and lovely it feels
A beach of all rocks, I’m made of charcoal – this much I know I’ll be your stepping stone When you find yourself alone and feel like nobody’s on the line Oh, I’ll come on by I drive faster than all the vehicles on the highway combined Immeasurable, transferable, soft with elegance and no hint of dismay I’m etched into the clouds for you Yeah, I’ll be there for you Show you a world that’s clandestine and brand new Got it on lock
I tailor my own skin So that it fits me just right So that when you look my way You see me in just the right light
Lie down on this river bed with me There’s no future, there’s no past There is only the space We occupy For the night
And if We separate I’ll have Pushed you In the direction you were heading anyway
Sweet boy Nothing to be scared of You know that You know that Don’t you now
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Myelin sheath: an insulating layer that forms around nerves, including those in the brain & spinal cord
Love poem: Satin sheets/myelin sheaths
Softening Softening once more Softening even further, forever more
This gentle life And you wish your poetry posts got as much attention as your self-portraits do How’s that supposed to feel? I’m in knots, I haven’t not gotten over you Arachnids spinning cobwebs in my mind The glass mirror looks so good, so perfectly together You would smash it to pieces if I’d let you just try
Standing on the edge of a river Pebbles holding me, I hold them back I am safe with myself (I am only safe with myself) How’s that supposed to feel? Adjust my glasses & play with the cobwebs I’m spinning like an obsolete carousel in violent orange & blue, wicked flames
As arachnids spin webs in the tiny spaces between my neurons They know the pharmacology I don’t They watch the synapses like cityscapes Like a vintage cinema screen How’s that feel? How’s that feel to me? Hold the cross on my necklace to remind me that there’s more There’s more across this river Want to lay down, but I don’t think I’d ever get up from this Bed of flowers Holding cobwebs Paying attention to what nobody pays attention to Dream world for sure
I’m a very good swimmer I can’t even fake drown My body sure does love me And I love it too, for the first time in twenty-something years A drive-by shooting that sounds like bursting fireworks Illegal in California but on wholesale in the suburbs of Texas The wildlife Skips across the myelin sheath of my brain How’s that feel? How’s that really feel, to me?
You’re mowing your lawn & cursing every girl you ever met Honey, I can’t get behind that The fuzzy pedals of arachnids Sewing me white satin dreamscapes Dissolve right in, come dissolve right in Not my time to free you from the confines of your mind
The arches of my body Oh, they love me, they really love me Neck pain so bad it wakes me up in the middle of the night Play your electric guitar, Solve your computer security program Do it far away from me I’m kissing spiders when I sleep
Oh, how much they love me Oh, how much I love them in return Maybe they’ll rearrange my spinal cord So I won’t have to hurt
Then I won’t have to hurt Arachnids sewing me white, satin dreamscapes Trembling softly, getting softer Forever more
Oh, how much they love me Oh, how much I love them in return Oh, how this city feels Like it’s evacuating me
Trembling softly Getting softer I’m in love with cobwebs that are in love with me
