SHE SWALLOWS STARS
She swallows stars Creating darkness Where daydreams Used to be Painting pictures On concrete walls Swirling creations A stark diary of her Black hole nights Void of vibrancy Am I still beautiful? She whispers To the ants marching Along the crevices Among the cracks Carrying her life One speck at a time Until she is…
IT COULD BE ME
I don’t really know when she sleeps… pretty sure NOT sleeping is her superpower. She gives a lot of herself to those she chooses to love and I worry about her giving too much of herself. She writes fast and furious with a mind like a speedway. Today she wanted to share our friends book…
FALLING TOGETHER
Rain pounded down outside Vibrating off window panes Resetting the cadence of time Our hearts were stepping to Fingers sat tangled in my hair As whispering breath lingered Around curves we’d laid bare Distant thunder beat its chest As our souls exchanged light Two lives connected and directed Like moths fighting to feel fire Some things don’t require…
TURN INTO ME AGAIN
Time came from shadows And dreams Swirled like magical clouds From my pillow Here I am he said Turn into me again The fog drifted into sheets Emotional feats Summersaulted into beats Inside my chest Here I am he said Turn into me again Darkness fell like drapes And angels Wore fishnets spun with despair…
THE QUELLING IS IN THE TELLING
Some stories get told and they can’t find rest inside your soul. The stories fight like ghosts trying to find a way out. Well… This week I read two stories that have left a huge battalion of ghostly visions inside my mind and writing is my way of making sense of it. The stories are hard…
MONUMENT
Is it? So hard to believe Your voice Sounds like a song Floating on notes I never want to end Is it? So hard to believe I watch the sun set So I can see you Painting the night With racing comets And faraway stars Is it? So hard to believe That your breath Stills…
SHALLOW CURRENTS
I search for Solitude By drowning My noisy mind Under mild Shallow currents Of bubbling stars Fingertips writing Useless Over and over again Into the soapy Thick filmy residues Magnetized to skin Inefficient tides Trying to soothe My worries away Impractical lines Being drawn And then Being erased In this pleasant Bath I made Thank…
LIVING IN FICTION
I felt lost for awhile In your stories The words you wrote Then I wrote some And then we wrote some And then the world Began writing around us I got sidetracked Dreaming of things Thinking of lives Pondering events But reality stands waiting Impatiently sometimes For me to wake up I was gone…
INSIDE MY HEAD
I could feel myself Getting tangled up Mind wandering Exploring aimless The possibilities Of a new life Escaping reality To look for you I avert my eyes From the truth Relying instead On an imagined World rotating Endlessly Inside my head ~Hastywords 01/20/14
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