• a thousand arms

    the whole of me aches like a thousand arms had rained down on me ruthlessly in a single moment, my hands tremble, love, i have made a mistake—i have confused bruises for kisses, i can hear a lineage of cries in my sleep, of softness ripped through, her trail of tears seeping the earth, more…

  • labyrinth

    the clock unwinds, i am lost in a labyrinth that pulls me from one blind end to another by the string that once tied us; these scents flash crisp apple, sun scorched pavements, and wet mud; i have unwrapped too much; love, these nerves are like live wires under my skin–i am reeling—

  • unbloom

    if a blossom could unbloom, it would be my heart, shuttered; silence looms heavy, the earth cracked into an abyss that i know can never reseal again, my landscape has changed, love, the caverns echo your presence and it can’t hold you anymore; you whisper through like a faint wind; I wish you could spill…

  • absence

    your trembling hand pulls the strings of my heart, so perfectly imperfect; each finger plucking gently speaks of heartbreak; dear, bleed your tormented soul into me, i could live on your pure yearning from absence forever,

  • a dream

    in every dream between night and day, my eyes blink open and close to you, the edges of waking and sleep blurs, i am glazed, either side sings the same song, one filters through the moonlit meadows and one in lush spring valleys; you ask me to sharpen to one side, i can’t…i am bleeding…

  • vessel

    unlock every bone from my socket, untwist every joint, and implode into my cavities; make a hollow vessel out of me, and blow through each crevice; sing me broken, sing me haunted, yearning; love, slurp through my marrows, don’t stop

  • one to give

    you are an outgrowth of my heart, or are you an ingrowth? i am not sure, either way, i had only one to give, and these roots have been squeezing too tight, love, you are asking the whole of me, i would give it all, even the whole forest, the ocean within me, but you…

  • homecoming

    the breeze somehow genteled, and the shafts of gold richer, i can hear your footfalls in my most inner sanctum, i have no name for you, i can feel you tread on the mud of my being, spring petals fall, i don’t know how to receive you, my silence is afraid to break, everything screams…

  • unfleshed

    these eyes wander through silvery places, these chaotic weaves of tangled leaves branching, branching, where does it all begin? i feel pale, unfleshed, the sun seems unfocused, i can’t find what i am looking for, something that held me, something that outlined me, something Real; it’s gone, and i am left blind,

  • ate silence

    i ate silence, and emptiness, fistfuls of nothings, if you could eat nothing, and nothing, and still somehow fill full, what alchemy, as if i have caught the edge of a cloak that glides on the far reaches of stars, fathomless, formless;