ice queen

do you still keep the cold
under your fingertips?

running them across,
poor souls looking
in the wrong places.

frozen by your touch,
kept by a sense of trust.

til they crack,
under the pressure
put on by your heart.

so they melt away
in the sun, sadly.

but all told,
they had nothing
going for them anyway.

they were just
something for you
to pass the time.

cloudy perspective

used to think about days
i could make better use of
instead of staring blankly
into the clouds above

never could make out those
shapes you claimed to see
hovering over us constantly
it was all in your head

i should have been creative
wrote a beautiful symphony
come up with a short story
or just ramble in my poetry

but i spent time with you
eyes drying out in the sun
listening to you list animals
that would never come

if i leave a notebook empty
i have trouble sleeping
you just drift away
thinking of how much you
enjoyed the days

liquid therapist

i give up on most things
because i have trouble
trying to believe in them
just point out the exit
i’ll take it by any means
if there’s a risk involved
expect me to fold quickly
before i get told too late
when i’ve made a stake
with reprecussions attached
don’t need anything here
to drag me down further
someone told me i’m too good
to do it for myself
how wrong they were
but they were just being kind
my mistakes are my own
you can review them briefly
know my merits are bound
to the elasticity of my soul
kept in a glass jar
above the kitchen sink
with spare change and buttons
for coats i no longer own
but i can’t seem to let go
you must get the idea by now
so just point in the direction
and i’ll be on my way

true value

not a mistake but a given
that should have taken out
the little parts you try to hide
yet remain on display

integral to your being
important to hold together
before shattering all
this frustrating reality

all miracles depend on
false hopes rising
above the last thought
at the riverbed below

dive down inside
correct the current
get back on course
acquire redemption

turn what was seen
as a deterrent of you
into the defining attribute
that makes you

more important than you think

ice diver

as i fell
beneath the ice
i felt the cold cover me
as i descended
i saw the sky
through the cracks
but not reaching out
just taking it in
as i hit the bed
becoming comfortable
waiting for the night
and the next to follow
join me below
underneath the frozen
within the glacier
forevermore