sleep escapes me ( Read more... )

there are so many seasons
i have missed this year

close and
quartered within my rooms

how much sunshine
did you send my way?

after all of this
i may be hard to find
hard to look for or
hard to see

i can't run away from you
dont be scared

laying the blue of the afternoon ( Read more... )

i havent been anything
but helpful,
helpful.

radio silence,
from now on
understand me?

what am I? to you, i mean
the collection of years
i mean
the holy ground
is best
to tread on
spill blood on
let me know when we should slow down, slow down for a second

i have ash on my
fingers and arms
but i find the time to just
rub it in

my bones are so close to the skin these days
we were so close.

I don't have the time for this ( Read more... )

Sometimes ( Read more... )

it has been over 7 years ( Read more... )

i am humming ( Read more... )

i have never been an honest seed
but in December i will return to warmth
and bloom under its palms

Will you hurt me as i arrive? I imagine, by now
you just want me in pieces

I have never been so sure of what i did wrong, its guilt  stiff on my spine, but it holds me steady
keeps me warm at night
loves me in ways that i escaped
with you.