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Antistrophe

There’s a sorrow to the rhythm
That echoes through the night.
I try to picture where it goes
But to it, I find I’m blind.
I grind up glass to coat my tongue
And bite these words of mine,
But all Continue reading

Myh

I feel all my lines
Giving away.
And no one can see it
But I know it’s me.
Sitting alone
With nowhere to go.
I wish that I wasn’t
The only soul
Trying to be
More than I am.
I know you’d fight Continue reading

Let Me In

There’s a tingle in my fingers
Polarizing my spine.
My vision dims,
My ears turn tin,
And my tongue sharpens a knife.
There’s an echo in the hallway.
I think something’s alive.
There’s a scrape Continue reading

It’s Not a Question

I’m waiting for perfection to
Filter through the dirt.
I’m waiting for my rhapsody to
Fill my soul with worth.
I’m waiting for an angel to
Free me from desire.
I’m waiting for a succubus to
Burn Continue reading

Make Believe

I’m alive
My fingers caked in dirt.
I can’t remember
Why my lungs still hurt.
The sky is gray
But still burns my bloodshot eyes.
I think I’ve lost something
But I can’t decide.
Was I lost?
My Continue reading

Nobody’s World

I’m busting my skin
Cracking my bones
On the notion that everybody loves everybody.
I’m bending my mind
Twisting my soul
On the premise that Shangri-La was sold.

This is nobody’s home.
This Continue reading

Pathos

Tell yourself
It’s just another day.
Tell yourself
Something else to say.
Tell yourself
You’ll find another way.
Tell yourself
Someone’s left to care
For you.

When you hold the weight
Of Continue reading

Lavender

I’m writing to tell you
How much I’ve missed you
Even though I’ve
Never met you.

I love when you tell me
That you adore me
Even when you
May never hold me.

I want to believe
That when we Continue reading

Gemini

I still wake to feel the rain across my empty hands.
And when it dries I still feel the pain of its hollow brand.
I look into your face and see the life you fight to hide.
I remember touching all your Continue reading

Thumos

You think I’m just a pause
In your spoken word
A momentary lapse
In all the things you’ve heard.
Just another chapter in
Your never-ending story.
Another blurred face
To your allegory.
You think Continue reading

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