Different people in different times

You’d stay silent, just holding my hand, and I believe itBut would you save the girl with the mustacheWould you be the golden child with bright clear eyes and a careless smileThe teacher that jumped on desksOr the soccer coach intern Would you love goldilocks in her short skirt as she holds her binder andContinue reading “Different people in different times”

Red

When the song looms on a repeat tune; the kind that gently hops around the parameter of your heart, so does the aura of him. Red; the color of the show. The essence of time. The feelings at hand.Raw, the smell of meat. His flesh underneath. His open words… wounds.He’s on the highest shelf, neverContinue reading “Red”

Wallflower

Molecules work against you, or for you, to present themselves in ways that allows the decoding of their atomic structurein the form of realities that exist before your eyesduring a smooth ride in bicycle against autumn airand collide with your thoughtsto take you back to being a desperate wallflower in your middle school dancewondering who’sContinue reading “Wallflower”

Take me

It’s only when I’m a bundle of nervesthat I laugh with my heart’s contentand worry, like I’m stuck in some past… somewhere in between mixed realities…the sweet surrender of colors that mimic the faint tints of my heartand echoes of music where the source can’t be foundThese moments twirl me back into a teenagerwhose eyesContinue reading “Take me”

Rewind

He tried to talk to me near the big willow tree, where there was a metal chair out in the open to be seated. By no one.Of course he looked thereinstead of at me.When he did briefly look at me, he asked whether that chair area looked like a sacrificial point.I laughed because I knewContinue reading “Rewind”

Filled

I stopped talkingI stopped thinking; filled with the rain of youpouring out of myselfI stopped wantingwhile getting everything I wantedand then wanting some morelike all the spaces needing to be filledall the air particles needing to be touched, and turnedthe entire world needing to be touchedgripped by my hands and feltbecause you encompass it

Free love

Echoes of your lovehits the surrounding wallsand travels like the speed of sounda winding path that never stopswhere we’re racing next to each otherlooking at each otherinstantaneous energy, infinite surgethe ability to soar like animals with wingswe turn into superheroesmy abilities, unlocked with your touchthere’s nothing ever stopping me now

Like a goofy boy

Like a goofy boy you smile helplessly your head tilted back, and your slightly uneven teeth spread about the sun rays are spinning while the world is spinning while you might be spinning who knows, everything is a moment; an euphoric joy that one cannot conceive Your laugh might be the only sound out thereContinue reading “Like a goofy boy”

Letter to Anais from Henry

August 14, 1932 Anais: Don’t expect me to be sane anymore. Don’t let’s be sensible. It was a marriage at Louveciennes—you can’t dispute it. I came away with pieces of you sticking to me; I am walking about, swimming, in an ocean of blood, your Andalusian blood, distilled and poisonous. Everything I do and sayContinue reading “Letter to Anais from Henry”