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don’t know what i hoped for
and now it looks like it’s serious
but i don’t write him poetry
i wrote you a whole book
i think i’ll print it for you though i fear you’ll never look
maybe the worst already happened
maybe you’re no longer mine
maybe i just haven’t faced myself in that long of a time
a lot has changed since we made lists of things that we would do
a wave of lo...
you told me, “i don’t think i can be a whole person without you”
i didn’t say it back
but that doesn’t mean it isn’t true
i told you that was scary
that it felt like lots of pressure
as though yo...
Right person at the wrong time
Babe you know I always loved a fine line
Or I wanted to
I wanted you
But I also wanted to be the mystery you thought I’d be
My limp body carried off by men surround...
do you read this?
you could tell me
all my sad sack poetry
you must know it’s for you
maybe you came across an old link
read all you could find
or maybe i’ve never been more far from your mind
I’m sorry baby
That I never called you that
That I’ll never hold you like I should
Nor will I let you go (like I should)
And let you find someone else who makes your sun shine
Because in some wa...
you’re who i want to talk to
when i’ve had a bit to drink
you knew every detail about me
i let you see everything
is it ever really over
will you always own my mind
could i love anyone like i lov...
I have to write
But I can’t yet consider the likelihood that you will never see it.
Maybe you will want to, and I will want you to.
Maybe you will want to, and I will want you too...
“It’s true,” I said,“We’re both alive,”
And I can hold you by my side
Or in my head or between my thighs
Or let you go and hope you sigh
And wistfully pass me through your mind
Or blink hard know...
You don’t need me
Top off Riesling
If I break down (the tram does not)
Then from this folie break up wholly
When vision’s clear but I forgot
And sit down soundly
Where there’s ...
(s)pin me steadfastly
my hands are upheld
i’m barricading myself
always seeking forgiveness
when it’s my own that i need
all i do is see weakness
and therefore will it to be...
the sex we might have had
flitted across a thousand screens
then i closed my eyes
and the combination of those two things made me almost believe it happened
big game i talk
but make belie...
when i belonged it still felt wrong
but it’s so easy to think that it didn’t
if i could only be alone and feel just as at home
but the path to that trap is forbidden
my ears rang, within a slumbe...
i’m so big i eat the world
you’re trained to think that’s about my weight
like i’m an insecure little girl.
but i’m only undoing lessons i’ve learned
i was taught that being big isn’t right
i know i left you behind
but how much more sure you were in all things
my shadow on the wall– its silhouette so heartbreaking and i shield my eyes
the laughter and the pull and tug
the eyes in the mirror are so full of scorn
too searching for peace and too empty for hate
but what’s another grain of sand on a mountain of flaws
uneven shoulders couldn’t carry this weight
i can almost understand why people leap from bridges.
buried in abysmal sin
i am a robot wrapped in skin
so encumbered yet so soft within
dancing in circles on the head of a pin
How dare you silence me
Even the idea of you
Has not evaded tainting of the boldest sort
My heart is so deep
Where it shouldn’t be
And I can’t breathe
Unless I stifle everything
what is life if not imperfect
i saw you and you were worth it
but now alone i feel so worthless
like i’m too good for you
but also you’re better than me
to believe that i could be for you
thumb me down
it’s wasted time
with each crack down my spine
how does one not feel overwhelmed?
enveloped, suffocated, consumed
i come off looking ever-placid
but it’s more deliberate tha...
if it’s too much, and i say
i will hold your weight
and piece together all the chess pieces and stomps upon your face
could never change
the fate you sealed on canvas and in paint
and your tendons
so strong and
like my heartbeat
pulse like the muscle i saw just there, beneath
like my heart strings
pulled like a
flushed with this blush
and snap ...
walled off and i miss you
who i mean by “you” is unclear,
even to me.
it’s a love triangle, but only
and i let my racing pulse prevent me from being how i want to be.
and with bla...
Christmas lights on cloudy nights
And where my mind must go
Is to the time we kissed under an ornament
Like it was mistletoe
And I wish I didn’t ache for plans
That I could let it be
And I could ...
Elle a dit
Et je dois répondre
Nous ne sommes pas amies
Mais à elle, je tourne
Coupable de tous
Mais c’est quand même fou
Coupable de quoi?
Seulement fou à vous!
Je m’adresse aux femmes