crooked teeth, bruised knees, and capital cities sent my head spinning, questioning things I didn’t think needed questioning. dance down the aisle to the supermarket radio. fluorescent lights scrutinise words that ring true, but we don’t have to acknowledge them if you don’t want to, not until shared smiles and looks caught across kitchen tiles make it the unavoidable conclusion.

russian wine, taxi rides, the worlds worst tour guide, swear you took me down the same street six times, but I don’t mind, I can talk for both of us when cold air gets you tongue-tied, and besides, there’s safety in your feet clipping the backs of mine.

tension isn’t cut with a knife, it’s built checking the cars locked three times, with shared playlists and drinks and hands placed on thighs, it’s grown when watchful eyes mean loose limbs stay by your side, but intertwine come the late night, and when planets align mapping out star signs that I explain to you because I believe in the divine, and in the early hours’ haze tension dies, as our realities awaken and live and thrive.

crooked teeth, bruised knees, and capital cities sent my head spinning, questioning things I didn’t think needed questioning. dance down the aisle to the supermarket radio. fluorescent lights scrutinise words that ring true, but we don’t have to acknowledge them if you don’t want to, not until shared smiles and looks caught across kitchen tiles make it the unavoidable conclusion.

russian wine, taxi rides, the worlds worst tour guide, swear you took me down the same street six times, but I don’t mind, I can’t talk for both of us when cold air gets you tongue-tied, and besides, there’s safety in your feet clipping the backs of mine.

tension isn’t cut with a knife, it’s built checking the cars locked three times, with shared playlists and drinks and hands placed on thighs, it’s grown when watchful eyes mean loose limbs stay by your side, but intertwine come the late night, and when planets align mapping out star signs that I explain to you because I believe in the divine, and in the early hours’ haze tension dies, as our realities awaken and live and thrive.

Wondering whether you see the sea or do you see me. Yearning to be near the sea in order to see the truth about me. What is it I fear this year, to shed another tear. New dat dawns with a yawn and a dawn and a same old song. Living life without strife while dreading the time coming near. I nearly fear the year my dear, shedding tears. The day ends, new friends to begin anew. Tessa🦋

People say you’re mean, people say you’re bad but people don’t know why. I know you don’t mean any harm, you are just doing what your dad taught you all your life. Traumatized, broken, darkness Inside. You think nobody loves you, but for you I would give my life. You deserve to be loved you deserve to laugh. Your father will one day pay you back. No matter what happens I’ll always be by your side and trust me I’ll do everything for you to survive. Dray

trying to write something good trying to light that spark that special sauce I think to myself that this must have been the feeling they had that caused the Big Mac to be created I’ve waited and waited to write for too long Not realizing the sparks been hiding under my fingers

15 or more tries to write this prompt Two survived this war that has been going on Between me and my inner critic I get up and see a sweater I wanna wear I put it on My housemates are still in the bathroom And so I’m dancing around my room Is this poetry? Maybe it was before I called it that.

Well maybe everything can be Even when we’re lazy, as long as we notice

Contemplative, complicated, consequated Long play baby. Illiterately brilliant, she’s never Always sometimes maybe.

Gone for good, back next week. She stood herself up with a 24 bug, An array of strangeties and novelties And a deadly dangerous undying love.

She’s just too perfect for me And that’s a major no-no Because I know no reason why She wanted to go on solo.

Met her in my simple sights. She taught me how to be much more Like her and me and her and she Relegates our rivalry until it’s less than poor

She’s intelligent. I’m flatulent. She’s get up and make me go But I’m fed up of games and fetching the ball It’s time to try and say ‘no!’

Because I fell for her, I tell to her, Her face knocked me off of my stool But she’s lost in the world, a lonely girl, Because she can’t catch a catch for a fool.

On the edge, looking down, Falling down, down, down, Debts and worries, stress Just hurries, around and around. My head is full. My head is full. Tick, tick, tick, tick.

I’m fed up of finding sanctuary In soft porn and drugs. There’s no sanctity, no sanity In soft comma porn and drugs. Drugs, drugs, drugs, stop.

I’m on the edge of admiring Everything I could be. I’m on the edge of believing The very thing I might be. I’m on the edge with who I am. I am me - free?

I am me on the edge.

I’m breaking up with you, with me. I’m breaking up. I’m freaking out. I’m breaking out from inside me And though I try to shout, There’s nothing coming out. I just pout And remain me

On the edge of a breakdown And down and down And tick, tick, tick. Has this already been said? Or can anyone tell me how To get schizophrenia out of my head? From my life. From me Free Instead of tick, tick, tick Because I’m sick Of soft porn and soft drugs and soft me I’m sick of me This is my plea, my cry. This is you secret eye Into me But I doubt you’ll see Until tick, tick, tick, tick,

Stop.

Little raptor so very far On an island, above the great star Does your stomach twist too? When you’re hungry and you catch your prey Can you eat it? Or, does your neck twist over 1000 times Does your heart flutter and your breath catches When you are just doing your thang?

It aches and brakes My daily chores So I was just wondering dear Velociraptor If you had similar symptoms? Because when I see you I’m running through the verdant with you I don’t have to stir about My stirring insides My innards melting My my my my, Can I focus on someone else other than My and my health? Is it because I tilt my head the wrong way Or what I eat daily, gluten free or naY? I don’t think you have to put yourself on a diet, Raptor, do you? You’re already healthy and brilliant

And the raw meat you eat So concerned with red and how not to starve, on an island so very far I guess we all have our own issues I shall do well to resolve mine Even though compared to you, I’ll never reach fine.

We were friends once and now we have met our end. I let you go peacefully because you still ment the world to me. But instead of doing the same you added on to my pain. Trying to rip all of my other friends away even though you knew that at the end of the day you would break me. That's the thing though, you didn't care; you just kept insaulting me. Its not fair because I was the one who held your hand when you were sad. And I was the one who would stand up for you when nobody else would. Instead of returning my loyalty you did everything in your power to hurt me. You called me ugly and prayed upon all my fears. You hurt me in a way that not a lot of people have done. So its over, but I'm glad that you had your fun.

you remind me of the summer it’s a bummer you had to leave but i guess you have something better to do i think i should too

moving on to better things the weather changing among them i let it come and go in waves it’s true form never shows

so i’ll stay here in this season of eternity waiting to find a reason to be here now that you have left all alone and i long to not feel small