Month: March 2016

i met up with your best friend,
she really liked me – in a way.
i had all i wanted back home,
but why would i want to stay.
you were working afternoons,
i was there just to visit you.
and you smiled on,
and on – when you saw my face.
what was i doing in this place?
didn’t want to make the same mistake.
i missed you, more then days could save.
because you were so far away,
that our love let down.
but we meant it – till that day.
used to the taste of cigarettes,
and the sorrow of my ways.

we have all been framed.
we have all been bent.
we have all been sun crisp.
we have all had our faces captured.

you looked happier then.
i looked like i do now.
just more of a joke.
me, not you.

you had different shades of lipstick.
don’t get me wrong, you were beautiful.
but i never told you otherwise, did i?
complements were few and far between us.

provocative?
no, more class.
i just smile.
it makes my mom proud.

i am the disaster.
you can be the bystander.
who looks onward.
maybe i just dwell to long.

friends were harder on me.
i thought it was for the better.
it felt reassuring.
your skin.

but like lies of sunsets.
fairy tales.
candles.
a lack of light remained.

my mind is set.
daylight savings time.
leap years.
the twenty-ninth of feburary.

if i ever cease to remember.
is it possible to cease to forget.
it’s not about broken hearts.
you and i know hearts can mend.

endings are hard.
final words are lost.
mixed meaning.
can’t place my finger on it.

but the lack of enjoyment.
fills me with not a drop of hate.
just a form of wonder.
why you rest your head.

burnt.
misplaced.
forgotten.
lost.

i am pushed by obscurity.

we will never
be comfortable
with our own
hearts

fall leaves, damp air.
blue eyes, black dress.
meek composure, deep desire.

cast off your facade.
reveal your intent.
tell your tales.
lose me, again.

silent moon, dark skies.
leather jacket, black gloves.
distant beat, lost connection.

who are you now.

creep.
creep out.
of my smoke alarm.
batteries been drained.
since ’95.
so a home.
you’ll find.
in my smoke alarm.
though I doubt it’s comfortable.
hope you live long enough to see the daylight in my eyes.

but just.
creep.
creep out.
of my smoke alarm.
you ain’t.
doing no harm.
building tangles of webs.
over the top of my bed.

last night I dreamt I was burnt alive but you found a way inside me.
so you could live on and continue strong in my.
smoke alarm.
my smoke alarm.

so just.
creep.
creep out.

of my smoke alarm.