It’s safe here but there’s nothing left to learnThe walls bare as the furniture, the rug still uncleanMy mirror only speaks when it’s looking back at meCapturing each tremble as I scramble to findThe key to these bars sits attached to the lock outsideThe one you felt fit to force this my homeThat is too heavy for my small talons to ever take hold My … Continue reading A Murder Most Foul
I’m not afraid of drowningIt happened the first time when I was 4 No, I’m not afraid of drowning… Just my lungs collapsing on themselvesAnd water floating through my noseAbsolving me of my sense of smellAfter going too deep into the public poolI start to choke, but it doesn’t come outInstead filling another gaping holeMy tongue powerless in keeping it out And as the world … Continue reading She Said I Thought I Could Walk on Water
I am the aging foxFull of song not sungYou are the willful houndBlood bound and forever young It is you who carved the paths through this deep dark woodAnd instructed the trees to whisper their beliefs instead of grow their limbs into legs and disperse from the ground in which they were stunned It is the wise owl who’s head is bound to it’s backStunned … Continue reading The Fox
What I remember most about your funeral is being unsure of what to wearAs though you might be embarrassed by my attireWas white okay or too non traditional?I chose the black and felt uncomfortable I watched our friend carry you across the grassLooking like there wasn’t anyone else aroundAnd I’m sure that’s what it must look like to be lost I didn’t hear a word … Continue reading The Black
Let’s not pretend it’s more than it isOr that it was greater forces by which we were ledLet’s not, let’s not Please don’t talk about me to your friendsReallocating whatever thread you’ve got leftPlease,Don’t I won’t admit how far it wentTo save you, I’m sure, further embarrassmentI won’t, you know I won’t Don’t twist my words to suit your needsHowever eloquently they falter out as … Continue reading Let’s Not
So I’m not who you thoughtOr maybe I wasIn either instanceIt seemsUnworthy of love At surface it’s nothingMerely a crushBut you been here beforeMe?Not even once I know not what you speakWhen you say a little’s enoughEver demandingMore than I’ve got I speak of ill-fated timeWithin the fabric of usAs though I must’ve been rightAnd that it came down to trustBut these roads that I … Continue reading Through
If I were to write a letterSure there’d be too many pageOf petals and scents of the finest flowersIn place of what you mean to me And if I bold enough to foldThose sheets into paper planesReinforce their wings with soliloquyOf your absence and the pain You would read of rosesEvery colour under the sunA field like those of tulipsA bouquet never large enough If … Continue reading A Letter
Been a little while since I just posted some writing for ya. Here’s something called “We Live In Parallels” If ever there was a connectionAt long lastIt severedBrutallyAt each link We live in parallels I used to thinkPerspectives changeIf we found anotherOur sorrowsDissipateOf course I would underestimate We live in parallels From here it would seemClose enough to reachOf course I wouldUnderestimate We live in … Continue reading We Live In Parallels
Honestly it hurts too much to thinkOf you with anyone but meAnd I’m not trying to be anything but happy I let go so long ago it seemsBut the extensions of these dreams still call and reach for meAnd I’m not trying to do anything but sleep When I think back to the dayBefore all of thisand youwashed over meThe relief I craveSeems as distant … Continue reading Happy
Echoing through the cavernsLike hieroglyphics etched into the wellsThrough the crevices that led me inAnd shut me outJust as quick A single drip of waterFrom each direction that it fellBlotched caricatures of a manSignalling smoke out for help Down comes another quarterIt’s wallet forever out of reachSmacking against the concreteIt spins a few feet in front of meUntil I see The reflection of the sunlightOffering … Continue reading Wishing Well
Crooked Forest 