Unbosoming Myself

I’ve decided not to write a poem today, and instead I wanted to talk to you. Though it might not bring you any meaning or any type of entertainment, my conversing with you that is, but I’ve written a fair share amount of poetry this month so I thought it might be time for indulgence.…

The Art is Drowning

  She had ribbons eroded into her skin   Feint lines of marred patches that line up with the despair you see deep into her eyes   It sickens me just thinking about it   She used to whisper those tears made it sound as if she was drowning   It's like dying, dying but…

Emerald in Color

      Things never went smoothly   That stabbing in my chest couldn’t go away darling not at any cost   Every single time   I closed my eyes I still saw those olive ones could pinpoint every single speckle beige or chartreuse   Those irises flickered as much as your blues   I…

Requiem For A Sinner

    I’ve missed you coming into my dreams like this   That silver tongue of yours could cut me like a summoning   Strip me down until I’m reveling on wicked knees   My sobs of worship a benison for your praise

Fountain of Youth

    There was something in the air that day sharp violets tinged with hunger   It dripped from her lips   Plum puddles riddled with lust skating off the cusps of her folds   That vessel could drown you   Nearly besiege you   Form itself into a fountain with two-legged pillars encasing that…

Blinking Game

  I had stayed up late last night with my mother. She was drinking her bitter decoction, a hypocrite I am because my glass mirrors hers, but when she gets exceptionally plastered she goes on about telling versed memoirs. Last night it had been about her father. An acidic man with an absent mind and a…

Lips of Cashmere

    She reminded me of poetry of soft angel lips dusted with peonies   Eyelashes framed over high cheekbones the color of the finest mahogany   I could remember every detail perfectly   The way she lured me in dug her claws into the very essence of my being   I felt her touch…

Calligraphic Memoirs

      I’ve tried darling how I’ve tried - to change my handwriting   Just the other day a woman told me you scrawl gauchely   She had uttered with her lisp   I’ve sat here trying to ignore that thought because you are left handed

The Nectar of Bees

  Crying has come easier for me now than it was before.   I would have hoped to feel nothing.   To stare up at my ceiling silently, something striking along those lines, but all I feel now is that loneliness seeping into my bones.   It welcomes me, much like one would embrace a…

The Reprisal of Persephone

    Those feathers were longer than life stretched out in a way that could brush along the tendrils of death himself   Hera had mused to me one night with spite on her tongue lips thick with malice and tone dripping of mirth   Cunning as she was whilst spinning a sirens song to…

Painting

  You said   Get up darling, what are you so afraid of?   Rejection?   That couldn’t hurt anymore than what he did to you   Go on darling, pick up that pencil show me your troubles   What makes you laugh? What makes your eyes crinkle up when you think no one else…

Sovereign Remedy

    You can always tell when a book has been read or not   It has that smell of intention   Stark and deep that makes you want to feel their memories   Sense the emotions that fly by with the words   That’s my favorite portion   Trying to guess which part made…

Lot’s Wife

      There are eight treading foot falls pounding pounding down in these boards that home my brain   Ten when that lofty little soul comes along   I picture the world won’t slow down when my demise hits   It will fast forward through scenes of you and her and three little gifts…

Opposites Attract

He had two left feet one for him and one of mine That axis would stop spinning every time he would enclose his hands around me

A Path to Nowhere

    I don’t look at her as I walk away   Much like I did to him   Unlike him I can feel the pain from you feel it as if it were my own   It settles in my bones in my nerves engraving itself on every inch of my skin   The…