Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Yeah, so

I want to die in my sleep and it all.
All that I am. All that I ever and never was. All that I ever could be.
I want it all to end.

Saturday, November 22, 2014


Yet again
this corner holds me up
head on my hand
deep in thought
running away
brought me back
who knew
the madness
running in circles
could afflict
only the walls listen

Tuesday, November 18, 2014


Hands cover your eyes from behind you, and Zac Efron is lost to the darkness. 'You hurt because you're alive, Charlie,' is the last thing you hear before the film is paused. She didn't knock - she has the keys to your apartment, after all. A knowing smile mocks you even as you try to manage one of your own.

"Hello there," you manage in greeting.

"I'm back again," is the answer you get. You can only sigh in agreement.

"I guess I could use the company," you confess.

She clears a space on your coffee table, dumping take-out containers, soda cans and cigarette butts into a black bag. "I brought beer, love," she says before kissing your forehead. Humming, she walks to the fridge, handling everything delicately, like a celebrant preparing for a rite. Satisfied, she returns to take a seat beside you. She lights a cigarette and takes a drag before handing you one of your own. She pours beer into a glass and passes it on to you. You just swirl the drink inside the glass to keep yourself occupied.

"Now, tell me everything," she says without preamble. You turn down a glass, savoring the cold, knowing the numbness will come later. You tap the ashes into the ashtray and take your first drag.

Shrugging, you begin your tale, "last autumn, I met a boy..."

Saturday, November 15, 2014


I cannot keep chasing you
because one day I will tire
of stumbling in your wake
if I keep biting the dust,
one day it will grow stale
so off this beaten path I go
to misadventures that wait
I'm sure to fall someday
I'd bruise but I'll abide
no longer shall I twist
vain tries to fit your mold

broken souls must first mend
for love demands everything
as such we cannot yet love
while our pieces lie in chaos

I'm sure to fall someday
but falling isn't failing
maybe then we can fall
maybe then we can gamble

Friday, November 14, 2014

on tenses

wind time back. 
unwound my heart.


Thursday, November 13, 2014

Hey, You

I thought I could leave you behind

Saturday, November 1, 2014


And the last and greatest of them lies within.