she's regressing
confusing herself sometimes

and she's wrong to say
without her cup of tea yet this morning

but she's not sorry.

the world rolls in shades of gray
outside the window where
between green haven rest
she talks herself to life

she writes where letters fall away
and where she finally killed off music
because it never actually helped

she ( Read more... )

Three days and we're so blowing this joint~

(edit because reading e.e. cummings is dangerous :D)

universe
    way of th
                     i
                      ngs
that i    (in silkspring
                         haven sat
            inside
outside)
               safe

and
wholly found
                              ( Read more... )

Sometimes I'd swear
 I could fly
From my window into
A sky that I'm not
Alone under,
Just to take up that offer
And take that hand.

Two friends of mine
Had a joke about a
Rocketship
    Once
They joked to be secret
Lesbian lovers
    And so
    One friend
Was the other’s ship
For her to ride on

But see
I have my own
Rocketship
    And it’s not
    Like that

I have a song so named
Which plays in my head
And makes me stand
    And spin
    And sing
    And twirl
    Twirl twirl twirl
In circles that ( Read more... )

I lurk
in places where lightdark
doesn't differentiate
no
I hide
where you expect to find me
so that you'll never
ever
catch me
I surround
in mirrors to reflect
the smiles that is what I
should be
    and the tears
    that don't make sense
    not anymore
I lurk
in greens and blues and
dream myself to life
yes
I dance
where light doesn't always
touch the walls
but ( Read more... )

...I'm not sure I can write any more poetry about cold foggy days. ;~;

Another gray morning to wake up
Drenched in a thick feeling like
I may never fly again.
Missed talking to one friend
And missed the sorrows of another
Almost through with myself already.

And something pulls me to quiet...

Pink exotic fragrance outside my window
But I dare not open to a day so cold
Instead fill myself with jasmine green
And linger among ( Read more... )

I woke up to a gray morning and still saw your eyes
Lingering in my vision even as dreams of you
Faded and desaturated into a day colorless as this
But I remember the colors.
I remember your face.
I remember the sweet sound of your laughter
And the soft touch of forgiveness on my arm.

...Most of my dreams with people I know aren't happy. So... even with ( Read more... )

Between ugly purple walls in hot-air tent
Who can help but smile so bright?
Scream our lungs out in laughing tones
Dizzy with joy and why not?
Let us laugh like sun on white cement
Let us run and fall on grass
And roll down hills
And I will reach like water over falls
Twisting circles to land in earth's embrace
Tripping bare feet over cool soil and
Hailing ( Read more... )