unobserved
falls the mantle black
'round shoulders burdened
by the earth
and bowed
by the fore
and latter
to unattended
unintended
marks of worth
as debt
that notice no longer
that woven
worn out
lie

i'm on the edge of completion
and you're just staring down at me

a beat, a beat
a tip of that word
on tongue

you can't speak
the thought that's thought

and so i lie unfinished

turn over, turn over
the nightmare is over
and all the bad will's
no longer at you

stretched thin,
i'm lovin' it:
pressure, pleasing,
and oh so alive.

fixated on falling:
just a flutter on the wing;
pass along, pass along:
there's a ground you gotta meet.

I am sated.
but unwhole
and wishing
you could fill me

it hurts,
to touch,
and to want and want and want
...as such.

spoken
/written
word

and i'm not making sense

I wanna be your first.
to be there when you're awkward
(let me smear away those tears)
I'm gonna build that thirst

...and leave you
begging.

no regrets
but i miss you
and i just crave
my contentment again