Trying to find you among them in this march that doesn’t stop each shoulder that turns around; a different face Not you Not you Not you Sea of pain floating here sinking in rain
I was so hurt today I searched for a face; My lover had no face today
Dirty In colors, smeared all over your face Colors dusted on your clothes I want you shaking off swamp waters And dripping holy sweat I want to line your face From your eyes to your ears In black kohl I wanna put you where you belong On a pedestal chair overlooking Ripped scraps and bananaContinue reading “I want you”
Branching leaves slapped my face through a bike ride And I rode off ringing, blessed a new woman
It’s not you. It’s how much I was into you. How I soaked in each layer of your skin How I was blind towards everything else besides your face That now comes in my nightmares sometimes It scares me, this lack of care in your eyes When to me, they were your most wonderful ofContinue reading “Emotional apathy”
I’ll be long gone. You won’t see my face again my friend, so please, try.
They say you should “appreciate the finer things in life” like “enjoy the annoying company of people around you” or “don’t look at your phone while walking– look at the marvelous hoard of strangers in front of you” or “don’t put your headphones on when you’re outside, you should appreciate the beautiful screaming of people.”Continue reading “Like a whiff of fresh air”
He looked at her sleepy eyes. Isn’t this what we all want, sweetheart? To peck softly from ear to ear. To gently nibble on them while breathing easy. To taste the smile line that runs down your face. To gently lick and suck the hilly, cushioning cheek. To pet and blow the little hairs awayContinue reading “Loving the face”