The happiest moments in my life
When I look back
Are covered in sweat
Cooling on my temples
As a smile broke upon my face
In the sunset.
It is the darkest
And colder days
Upon reflection
That were covered in blankets
And felt comfortable on my skin.
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Saturday, March 17, 2012
Model
The laurel wreath comes out at night
I look best by candle light
I sit in window sill and smoke
And watch the other windows glow
I look best by candle light
I sit in window sill and smoke
And watch the other windows glow
Sunday, March 11, 2012
Sebastian
Five A.M.
I sit still
In the dark
I'm quiet
I think of
Loves in times
That are old
That still shine
Roman men
Greecian Gods
Wet loin clothes
By the shore
My phone rings
Who is this
Um hello
I saved you
In my phone
As hot boy
I ask too
Who is this
I hang up
This is why
I will stay
Single for
Now.
I sit still
In the dark
I'm quiet
I think of
Loves in times
That are old
That still shine
Roman men
Greecian Gods
Wet loin clothes
By the shore
My phone rings
Who is this
Um hello
I saved you
In my phone
As hot boy
I ask too
Who is this
I hang up
This is why
I will stay
Single for
Now.
Saturday, March 10, 2012
That Which Pushes
Do not turn against the wind
And hold your jacket tighter
Lean into the wind arms open
And spread your coat like wings
Ask for support from that which
Pushes you
Dare to lean in instead
And remember that cold while harsh
Is painful
But It is what makes the world bare and real
Summer suns are charming and flatter
But winter is being honest with you.
And hold your jacket tighter
Lean into the wind arms open
And spread your coat like wings
Ask for support from that which
Pushes you
Dare to lean in instead
And remember that cold while harsh
Is painful
But It is what makes the world bare and real
Summer suns are charming and flatter
But winter is being honest with you.
Sunday, March 4, 2012
All Tied
I forget sometimes
In times
When I
Am all tied
Up in my head
What they said
When they told me
That god is listening
To me, too.
And it doesn't hurt to ask.
In times
When I
Am all tied
Up in my head
What they said
When they told me
That god is listening
To me, too.
And it doesn't hurt to ask.
Saturday, March 3, 2012
Acting Out
Forgive me for the things I said
When I didn't want to be alive.
I promise both that they were not true
And that now I want to survive.
When I didn't want to be alive.
I promise both that they were not true
And that now I want to survive.
Friday, March 2, 2012
Pablo
Just as I left you
My occasional lover
Do not stir for me
From your sleep
Just as I left him
My occasional lover
From when I got up
To get a drink
Only now he is not tangled in me
But his hair still falls
In mad fits of midnight
Long wisps grabbing onto the pillow
Every scar
I occasionally kiss
Every burn mark
I run my fingers over
And that gentle golden cross
Still resting at your heart
While a blue morning light
Sneaks in through the window
And I break the rules
That require of me solitude
Occasionally
So that I may open my heart
And marinate in your brown skin
Impossibly beautiful eyelashes
And inviting lips.
You make a damned fool out of me
Occasionally.
My occasional lover
Do not stir for me
From your sleep
Just as I left him
My occasional lover
From when I got up
To get a drink
Only now he is not tangled in me
But his hair still falls
In mad fits of midnight
Long wisps grabbing onto the pillow
Every scar
I occasionally kiss
Every burn mark
I run my fingers over
And that gentle golden cross
Still resting at your heart
While a blue morning light
Sneaks in through the window
And I break the rules
That require of me solitude
Occasionally
So that I may open my heart
And marinate in your brown skin
Impossibly beautiful eyelashes
And inviting lips.
You make a damned fool out of me
Occasionally.
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