Unrequited

Even today, I swear it was me (our lips, wet shades of brown glistening in the wake of our want cocoahoneymolasses conglomerate of passionate kiss: prefervid and locking in ardor. We bore witness to crescent moons, conversation to outlive sun’s lifetimes, way of the world debated with embrace. Two wholes reborn anew were we; I…

Double Not

I tie a ribbon in a foolish way, draw on the most frayed, pulling taut our damaged heart strings, hand painted with altered memories where we still laugh and wish… for the dulcet notes of deceit to cease and enough truth to get through these knots in the web we wove. I tried to undo…

haiku diaries:repeats

You know, you a trip Flip it and reverse it, huh? Treat me like I’m you. I’m not gonna flinch Cuz in the end we both know You chose to free me.

Attachment Styles

I love you best when you are already out of my grasp.. Just a brush of a fingertip away, but far enough for the emptiness in the space to overwhelm all senses silent noise, blinding light, bittersweet, the memory tainted odor of coconut oil, sharp ache of affection’s phantom embrace. Nostalgia is the sickest form…

Freewrite 1/18/14

Want weighs so heavy on the back of my pride that it bends in circles, spiraling down my consciousness until it ends and mind can no longer distinguish between the truth of me and imaginings of you.  Sincerely Ingenious Neurosis I’ve sowed and reaped in the barren field of habitual connections and uncertain loyalties.  Ribs…

Catullus 85

I hate and I love. Perhaps you ask why I do this? I do not know but I feel it happen and I am torn apart.