poem Archives - Atelier Flight

F U C K

Posted on April 29, 2018

In the yolk of my shadow there’s a dead dream with the tar of yesterday dripping down its half-sprouted feathers. I can see the phantom pain kicking against my shadow’s shell. A false sense. A false hope. I embrace my shadow as she mourns. I see her polaroid tears, they shiver as they trickle down […]

Sky

Posted on April 20, 2018

I unzipped the night and saw your flesh underneath. I unzipped the night and felt your flesh underneath. I pressed my lips on your neck, singing as I kissed the sky. Your nocturnal dress rests on the ground, you don’t need that black dress tonight. I keep singing my song until you feel the sunrise […]

past away

Posted on February 13, 2018

I can’t fly to the past. I can’t beat my wings beyond the guardians of yesterday. They protect what’s carved and etched, with revolving clock hands that spin like a helicopter rotor, only sending me further into the future. The more I reach for those memories, the more tomorrow tries to hold my outreached hand.

f e a r

Posted on February 8, 2018

The fear builds up around me like a yellow elephant-skinned light bulb. I stare around, alert eyes not expecting, amazed as the adrenaline bulb turns on, blazing, eyes being crushed and stomped into bits and pieces by the fiery army boots which are worn by the marching radiant heat worn by two eternally growing, glowing […]

Solace

Posted on February 7, 2018

In the misty shadows of your dark eyes there is a calming refuge unlike any other place, your risen eyelashes spread above me like two black roofs, putting everything below them in an engulfing shadow, protecting me from this scorching life. Looking up, seeing two giant white moons, shining their soothing light on me, a […]

I Wish I Wrote You

Posted on November 28, 2017

I wish I wrote you. The syllable count of your facial features is perfect. The way your hair flows rhymes with your glances. Your clothes fit like tightly lined up stanzas and when I read the words with my lips I find the meaning underneath. I wish I wrote you, but I am no such […]

My City

Posted on November 26, 2017

I live life. I hold my city’s hand, embracing her imperfect culture like she is the only one for me. I kiss the scars of the fractured streets on her body, admiration creates traffic. Her night sky hair falls on the hills of her shoulders, She smiles, her skyline shows, buildings like teeth. Her lower […]

Transfer

Posted on September 26, 2017

I jailed my inner shadow inside my pen. That dark beast howls as I make him bleed. I click my pen and cut him, he pours from the slices, click, click, cut, cut, I am mad. I am mad. I got my fingertips stained with ink. I love this murder weapon. Now, he rises from […]

i wrote you a poem

Posted on April 27, 2017

I wrote you a poem, I got you double-boarded with metaphors and analogies. Boards nailed together with unforgiving words. Yes, I wrote you a poem. I hear you kicking and screaming within it. I am burying you in the backyard of my brain.