abate

retracing steps
motions of the past
analyzing every action
getting lost in memories

distances travelled
conversations shared
lives changed
severed ties

chapters in-between
epilogue and indexes
unfinished scripts
misguided plots

placeholders on ends
with heavy eyes
hollow hearts
of a fire going out

distant cousin

started off the same
keeping time with the beat
different names
grew up on the same street
he’s not me he’s
just a distant cousin

the hook is bland
the bridge has the same charm
scars on the hand
birthmark on the forearm
he’s not me he’s
just a distant cousin

ive heard it before
just in a different key
face is hard to ignore
but it’s just the reality
he’s not me he’s
just a distant cousin

a stranger to you

 he looks just like me

turn back

you smoked cigarettes
i never asked why
i just pretended
like i understood
that i didnt mind
the taste of your tounge
afterwards

most things about you
appealed to me
but i suppose
it faded eventually
like your will
or demeanor
never appearence

i played with your hair
as smoke pillowed
filling my eyes
with tears
as you looked me over
intrigued by my distaste
of love

our dynamic
was lust
through and through
we never confused it
we didnt let it dictate us
our blood ran cold
seperated

as i ran through
street lights
in dark nights
momentary lapses
of disbelief and desire
never lead me to turn back
to your side of smoke

or lust

but from time to time it comes up

composure

heat against the bone
set in place
spreading alongside joints

blood rises
mind fading
muscle tense

small cracks in armour
exposing vitals
revealing weakness

regroup retreat relief

let other aspects take you away

contingency

what stays with you
is the echoing cries
heard from miles away
resonating into your chest

do we gamble with it
place it all to chance
not hope, per se
but willful determination

to lose is nothing
to oneself, maybe
but others feel it
repercussions of your actions

passerby in an alleyway
clerk over the counter
a loved one
a lost one

it seems so real
the colours in your eyes
but like all light
darkness follows

i dont partake in risks
or verifiable accounts
i take daily steps
towards bright uncertainty