Regarding Handwriting

Fast -- thoughts move (hard)
through a wall of self.
Doubt. I need to write it
heavily, before its (coated in) irony
Think out loud!
"I'm trying to!"
(outrun) My self(-loathing),
It's the closest I get to dancing.

Today I am dark with fury ( Read more... )

Boy in Car

You are always served best with music
(Most boys are)
Driving, recurrently a view of profile
With the occasional slow blinking
Glance towards me

You are quite stunning in this
Small space
So enclosed by the sounds and words
As we move at eighty miles an(d)
Hour(s) float on
This togetherness of you

This Conversation ( Read more... )

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Flattery, by far, the worst
Of honesties (don’t) flatter me
I won’t believe your
Twisted words

Become truth even in hesitation
Even you doubt, you are saying
honestly

Today I project the nothing,
Leaving the decision of mistrust
In your thoughts, (not mine)

Left alone, flattered
No more, no that will never
Happen, flattering exists
only for

Fleshly Tones

Smell of sweet
soft muscle
in repose of sleep
heavy stone weight and
breathing,
in the dark
I mistake a lions
mane,
a relaxed heavy paw
always ready for death,
but in deep
sleep a delicious
mass of warm
and docile
temptations,
fear nothing
not even your
lioness.

Side of You ( Read more... )

I went back to the old D triple C today. I'm taking a class there to collect points for when I apply to (3) nursing schools at the beginning of the year ( Read more... )

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