my unwillingness to move on is a forest fire,
but i’m only a blip in your radar.
i’m such a poser, i might as well be on the front cover of your magazines, that is, if you people still read.
i only bleed for the things that still make me feel special, like lyrics and CDs.
superiority is my mantra.
“i’m sweeter, i’m sweeter”
and goddamn it, i’m repeating ( Read more... )

my life still tastes like i bit my tongue.

i sank faster than a stone in the current.
this fatal descent.

sometimes i decide you’re better than me,
is it because you won’t dare disagree?

the computer coughs 010101,
(you were my setting sun.)

you haven’t let sadness engulf you in quite some time.
when the monster finally comes out from under the bed, it’s scarier than you remembered.
maybe drenched in tears and hiding is where you belong.
calls of a dark widow in the night.
she whispers a wave of tragic things in your ear.
shadows made with decay threaten to fall across your body.
still ( Read more... )

swoon under the chiseled sun,
and dive into lavender fields.
i want to collage the things i love and hate and everything else.
june days never fail.
stifled laughter or stifled tears will always fill the air.
creep with me through the garage, and under the stars.
you are what i need on a warm night.
beads like an ocean on the table,
and how we connect with ( Read more... )

simple hot wiry streaks fill the air,
like confessions to a priest who doesn’t want to hear it.
we flick and fight in words that don’t mean anything.
the price of a built up stack of anger is one unmatched.
violent demise, violent birth.
we can say it’s all the same, and that none of it matters.
but truth hidden under the chair whispers, breathes, to ( Read more... )

a moment of sincerity doesn’t go stale,
it gets abruptly cut short
like a line at the fair
“must be this tall, sorry kid.”
the second hope dissolves,
falsity pools in around our ankles.
the conversation collapses in your court.
how can such a dull blade instill so much unease?
compute the distaste from across the table,
a line of fire from the mouth and ( Read more... )

maybe her dorm preserves her skills like a cold fridge drawer,
and the faults she could have gained, she dodged like bullets, unknowingly.
and yes- i admire your consistency so strongly.
a shrugging shoulder, like how snow falls straight off a pine.

stencils of a routine,
she will live by them each day.
she may dread her job,
but cracks a smile at the ( Read more... )

who ever wrote my destiny must have been having a shitty week,
because beyond acquaintances these friendships have been bleak.
have a party on a saturday,
all of the town gathers in the bowling alley.
i’m prayin you just happened to forget to invite me.
don’t you dare place me somewhere i didn’t choose to be.
i don’t want to be this decided taste on your ( Read more... )

surreptitious fidelity to you in these writings

fighting the cliché makes me more susceptible to the banality

timeworn thoughts roll around in my head

make my way to your desk like a ship to shore.
everything is supposed to make up for the wasted time i spent on you.

empty wallet that used to hold your hand and no spare love.

our talks feel like a walk ( Read more... )

smoke a joke blunt with him,
text about your dying grandmother.
i’ve never felt so relatively sorta kinda sorry.
take a fake hit so you look at me.
write it down at night,
and laugh at his impression.
hide away with me,
cause it makes me feel wanted.
hope you stick by my side,
or at least join it occasionally.
smooth my hair back and grin,
so cheesy.
too many ( Read more... )