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hush and rush
Posted on April 30, 2017
She smears me with melatonin and adrenaline at the same time, she’s a walking dream. Even when she is not with me, I am holding her hand.
cheers
Posted on April 29, 2017
I took my demons to a bar, one of them starts flirting with the bardtender, I think the fucker is going to get lucky. I need to keep an eye on him. I took my demons to a bar because family time is important.
Tripwires
Posted on April 28, 2017
As you traverse through my soul, just know that it’s full of tripwires, and I don’t think you’ll make it. The blood of fallen lovers waters these fields.
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.
empty home
Posted on April 24, 2017
There is a wreath of broken dreams on her heart’s door. You can knock, but nobody’s home.
Grand Theft Love
Posted on April 20, 2017
kissing you feels like stealing a car and gunning it for a joyride
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.