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He Had Just Become Our Own
Posted June 23 | Leave a Comment
In here we grew our mindful muse On vines of strange yet friendly hue They refused to let the sun illuminate the room And insisted our portraits could do without it Our otherworldly friend crawled down from the ceiling And blew off the dust he had gathered over seasons He took to my eyes Retinas Ablaze I had not thought to ask his name Or say hello For he was mine He belonged to an irreverent thief of expression "Whatever became of synthetic nature?" I contemplated but could not answer I mysel… read more
Pollen Parade
Posted June 23 | Leave a Comment
This droning of bees is paralyzing me And my ears are ringing softly but are ringing nonetheless Silent and strong and but a shape against the sun So they carry me away But I am not afraid Ascending and ascending still We say hello to the same sky at home He is vast and monochrome, as he was yesterday We don't bother with names and occupations We know him well enough to say he'll sit in his expanse of blue Enveloped in the darkest fog floating nowhere but everywhere We will get there friends,… read more
Free and Flying, Fear-Defying
Posted June 4 | Leave a Comment
Happiness behind doors we hadn't known Lifeless hands locked us in False colors, false home Love to you, adversaries We smile at you while our faces break the water We become content Like fools parading carelessly And so I lay in disbelief Wondering what has happened to me The world at my side but under my feet We drown no longer Our backs forever floating on the surface of the sea Wonderful things beyond the sunsets we have seen Selfish souls held us back Calling us close friends Forgiveness… read more
It's Simple Seeing As You're Locked Away Pt. 2
Posted June 4 | Leave a Comment
I've sat and imagined what to do with you But I've underestimated these painted palms The dried cracks in my hands only grow on me The cobwebs in the corner can't say no to company Why do you pull your hair out, human? The bristles only cough, they were meant to keep you warm Don't hesitate to peek, get off the sinking stains The pleasure of these seas of blended blues Doesn't come close to being the last scene you see Maybe the souls didn't know what they were screaming We knew it was irrel… read more
Yeah Right
Posted December 6 | Leave a Comment
I do have friends...I really do. Just not on the site. I'll post things I've written once the lazy air is knocked out of me :) read more
