I know I asked
for you to be gone
But the hole I left
from ripping you out
Is gaping so
So open, spilling
I can feel nothing there
I can feel it
I can feel the nothing
A knife to the chest
Probably hurts less
Than sucking all the oxygen
From the room
A slow wither
From something you cannot see
Nor feel
Any longer
Until your lungs crush themselves
I wish you had given me a knife for my ch...
I can’t stop thinking about you
And how you make me feel
Powerless
I wish I could make you feel it too
I want to scream at you
Tell you how I’m truly feeling
Promise you
I won’t stop till you understand
My body wants to take control
When you’re near
Put my hands on your neck
Give you what you deserve
I hope you ache like I ache
I hope you ache for me, because of me....
Close your eyes!
Apologize!
Get on your knees!
Recant your deeds!
Dear God above
But it was for love
That I was on my knees
Forgive me please
Close your eyes!
Apologize!
For what you wore,
Through church doors!
Dear God, I’m sorry
That I have a body
But it’s all your preachers
Who stare like creepers
Close your eyes!
Apologize!
If it’s not sincere,
God will hear!
Dear God-
I try
But my f...
Some mortalities are bigger than other mortalities.
Our impermanence on this earth,
impending death,
doesn’t feel as daunting
when you notice all the small endings of things
That reflect the beauty of mortality
The trees outside, they have to trim
But now all the sunlight spills right in
through your window
The deer that died, out in the woods
Has fed the mice, the birds, the worms
and kept ...
Why do I think I can think my way out?
Why do I think I’m gonna
solve my problems
by rummaging around in my mind
and cooking up some solution
some recipe that will change it all
when all I have are recycled thoughts
a can of beans and a half empty bag of rice
that have been in there for far too long
stirring it all around over and over
like it’s going to suddenly become a piping hot
pot of fi...
I want to feel, I want to know
I want to love, I want to grow
I want to stack up all my feelings and watch them topple to the floor
I want to fight, I want to scream
I want to writhe, I want to dream
I want to put something in a chokehold and tighten up until it bleeds
I want to laugh, I want to cry
I want to live before I die
I want to take a bunch of pictures of how the world seems through m...
I don’t want it there
But it’s been growing
Comfort and Safety try to hide it
Love attempts to smother it with a pillow
But it’s getting big, turning feral,
out of Love’s control
There’s things that I want to do
But I can’t do
For you
Which isn’t entirely true
But it’s growing to feel that way
How long before it’s grown big enough to tear things apart?
Am I being selfish or am I in a cage?
...