Monthly Archives: April 2017
flow to flow
Posted on April 9, 2017
Musical notes, black bars, surround soundeed, trapped in your song. Inhaling your sweetest lyrics, and feeling your words drip down into my lungs. I don’t exhale, I want the words to remain and percolate throughout my body. That’s how rivers are born.
Poetic Haunts
Posted on April 8, 2017
I tattooed my favorite poem on your ghost so when you haunt me it’ll be more magical. I always wanted to be haunted by poetry. Thank you.
Running the Streets
Posted on April 4, 2017
I spent the night writing graffiti on your walls of skin with my fingertips. You called it street art. In the morning, I was gone, the city is full of walls. You understood, the world is full of artists.
Dirty Water
Posted on April 3, 2017
I want to bathe in your soul, wash myself in your warm goodness and feel your soap sud sins slip down my skin. I sink my head, take a sip, hold my breath, and submerge.