(un)titled thought XL
the moon hangs heavy i stare at it like a picture of a lost lover.
Tag: love
curriculum
i could teach a class on your beauty. give weekly lectures on why i love you. it could be an elective. but since the moment i found you you’ve been the only subject that matters.
(un)titled memory
it was a cold night and the sky was clear as we drove through the winding city streets she leaned across the console and put her head on my shoulder if you had asked me right then i would have told you i wanted that feeling to last until the sun goes supernova and wipes […]
r(u)st
at the end of the day a knight in shining armor is just a man that smells of rust if i smelled like rust would you love me
dj(i)nn
she told me the lamp was magic, that there was a genie inside that would grant three wishes, i just had to rub it, everything would come true i laughed then after she left, i was alone and that lamp sat on the table, her smell filled the room yes wildflowers yes, i know and […]
work(s)
i am not a poem worthy sort i am a silk screened image of a car wreck the after photo for depression i am the guy you don’t love just yet willing to write poetry on your skin with my tongue use my teeth for calligraphy tattoo promises of forever in pooled blood just beneath […]
listening to love battery by buzzcocks and thinking
sometimes i feel like she wants me to tell her the things she specifically told me not to tell her the first time we spoke the problem i listen too well so i stay quiet just write these odes to her tell her what i feel without either of us acknowledging it it is a […]
ex(or)cist
we switched roles in our love each playing regan macneil or father karras on equal matching motions each with our own demons proudly on display
(un)titled ode XXVIII
she dances like sunrise i am the darkened sky for a moment we are neon pink starbursts entangled upon one another for the world to see
w(i)sps
do you remember the cold october night holding hands as we sang along to pennywise speeding drunkenly down the highway screaming fuck authority like we were kids again how all i wanted was to be your romeo as you were surely my juliet but that juliet had other plans other than a faked death to […]
(un)titled ode XXVII
she is a comet that races through my mind when it is too quiet a blinding blaze that suffuses me with heavenly radiance when it is too loud which it often is she is a comforter draped across my mind to muffle the voices of doubt and shame
drowning in honey
i don’t trust my mouth or words when the feelings of love begin to take over my brain i will find myself standing outside grinning like a fool at the heavy gray clouds a neighbor will wave and i will smile and shout “she wears magic in her smile like a normal person wears shoes […]
waking
i remember waking up and her mumbling she loves me as i crept from bed now i wake up alone but my day doesn’t begin with a lie it is the little things
ends
it might have been the end of the world or the end of the road or the end of the block who can tell when the wildflowers fill your head her voice fills your skull and nothing else matters at all
1day
every tooth in my mouth is a tombstone to every time the words i love you passed over my fool tongue in error one day i will be less of a fool
bereft
the overcast skies above me her warm flesh beneath it is a dream i know it but i don’t want to wake rejoin this life of empty hope of failing need of loving in vain yet here i sit sickened and bereft
bea(u)tiful funeral
watching her put on make up with the practiced hand of a mortician seems either way it spells death inside my mind a beautiful funeral
ch(u)rch
she laughed at me when i told her she was my fetish she admired my strength my will my glorious anger my limitless sorrow but she never understood my worship of all things her or what it did to me when she snuffed the candle and took her light away so when she called again […]
consp(i)racy
i collect the dark thoughts like raven feathers as they are born within my mind i nearly have the whole set when i do i will scatter them about my feet like a secondary shadow. then i shall alight upon my new shadow, high above the depths of this hell, and gaze down in hopes […]
m(i)staken
i fear you heard me tell you i love you. what i meant to say was sure has rained a lot lately let me be your umbrella.
not much
i don’t have much but i can compare you to the sunrise breaking over the eastern seas or always tell you that you are my favorite shade of anything yet nothing is comparable to you my love
(un)titled ode XXVI
she is the ocean i am the shore she washes over me i lose the jagged pieces they break off and sink into her depths in losing those bits we both become whole
(un)requited II
did you notice how i couldn’t meet your eyes without blushing or how my voice catches when you say my name no probably not you do not know the way i feel and if you did you would spare my feelings and ignore it
(un)titled ode XXV
i would be the ring upon your finger the gems around your neck for you are the words within my skull the beating of my heart alas fair lass nature made you dazzling without my feeble touch and made me quite lesser without yours
j(u)st one
one hello can be worth a dozen goodbyes but one goodbye may be something you never recover from
(un)titled ode XXIV
there is a beauty in the wretched. in the damned. and there is a beauty in you my love. that i will never fully grasp in these sloppy odes.
(un)titled ode XXIII
she is that small window from june 20th to june 21st when spring transitions to summer is there any wonder that the world adores her so
(un)titled ode XXII
the world is a treadmill i run and run yet no matter how fast my legs pump how hard my shoes slap the earth beneath i cannot escape how much my every heart beat beats for you
(un)titled ode XXI
the tissue of my heart has crystalized a rigid structure formed of former flesh her lips are the chisel her eyes the hammer i am dust in her presence my soul is sand between her delicate fingers spilling to the ground under her feet
(un)titled ode XX
her lips are as red as blood on porcelain her eyes stab me like daggers i cannot stop imagining how good she would taste on my tongue and lips her expression says fuck you mine says i am yours in return
w(i)n
she never plays games with me but there are rules which are strictly enforced and i follow them to the letter in hopes her heart is the prize
(un)titled ache
does it ever stop hurting does the ache ever stop or does it stay jammed in the back of the throat forever and ever like the words i never said forever lodged behind the tears that never stop falling
(un)titled ode XIX
i repeat myself for the millionth time in an ode of love to her why does each repetition feel like a fresh declaration a new dedication when the words are still the same.
(un)titled sorrow VII
right at the edge of a break down feet dangling over this cliff barely keeping myself together there has to be an end to this falling in love is a form of suicide impossible without u and i as the sorrow strangles and engulfs me peering into the shadowed abyss
(un)titled ode XVIII
she carved the outline of a door into my breastbone with her sharpened fingernail. i stared at it and her in a mixture of pain and confusion. she smiled and knocked upon the bloody door. it opened. my heart soared from my chest like an owl from a snowy perch. now it is free to […]
(un)titled sorrow V
i wonder if i am but a storm to you. destined to fall endlessly. and only be a minor inconvenience.
duty
little spider on the toilet seat illicits quite the scream as she sees it in the middle of the night now she makes me check before she will go pee i am father i know no peace i protect
(un)titled sorrow III
feel trapped on this carousel. riding the narwhal with a rainbow horn. always right behind her. never gaining. the warped mirrors make it feel like falling behind while staying in the same place. just going up and down in circular logic. too much cotton candy and popcorn. not enough substance.
(un)titled image II
one day we will make love like a funeral procession under overcast skies with aching joints two skeletons in halloween costumes
(un)titled ode XVII
she whispers from across the sea across the cosmos across time and i listen.
(un)titled ode XVI
the room is on fire smoke fills my lungs eyes burn she is an inferno i so desperately want to be consumed
st(or)ms, or (i miss you), or (she), or (my fault)
she was safety a shelter from the storms that rage inside of me she was church or more likely an asylum with her the demons feared her light the voices stopped the sun still shined hope sprang eternal but she grew tired of the waves of the sea the constant battering the hurricane that is […]
(un)titled ode XV
there is a thin line between sacred scarred and scared. that line runs on intensity thoughts of you make me dance upon it all day long
f(r)iends
it sometimes feels like this self imposed hell is training for the afterlife except in hell i will be surrounded by all those i have loved i’ve broken down so many times the functional times are off putting i would give you all that i am but we both know you deserve so much better […]
consc(i)ous
scientists have discovered people are aware of the moment they die they are aware of conversations after the time of death has been called hearing nurses talk people sob immobile fading but listening the bright light of final oxygenated blood fading from the cerebral cortex traveling into the infinite vortex gasping grasping fleeting still heart […]
(un)titled ode XXIV
i wrote a new poem earlier it was garbage except it was about me loving you and this one is just about me writing about writing about loving you like the earlier one i trashed was a premonition it isn’t as if i stopped loving you i just stopped enjoying it being the only thing […]
(un)requited
feeling haunted by the ghosts of first kisses they hover at the edge of my lips whispering of times long dead shh can you hear them no they are mine alone my personal unrequited lullabye
one dance
the music plays as i stand to the side and watch as the couples smile and twirl to the beat one day i shall hold you close stare into your beautiful eyes and the room will stare at us though i won’t know it blissfully unaware i only have eyes for you
(un)titled ode XXIII
i found myself fascinated with her clavicle with the gentle raised bumps of her spine in their graceful arc there is not an inch of her not a blemish nor scar that isn’t as if painted by matisse sculpted by michelangelo written by neruda composed by tchaikovsky my fingers dance upon her like baryshnikov my […]
(un)titled ode XXII
i wish i knew your favorite animal the one you love the most the one you would keep as a pet if i knew which animal that was i would study in tibet behind enemy lines go against the chinese government learn the secrets of reincarnation of karmic return then i would commit crimes just […]
(un)titled ode XXI
the blank page stares at me on it all i can see is you another ode to this woman that haunts my mind and soul if i close my eyes you are in my arms i gently kiss the top of your head murmur my love when i open them again the page is filled […]
(un)titled ode XIX
her lips across my throat like a razor her teeth come away crimson this is love by means of suicide
(un)titled ode XVIII
she glides across the room like a raven in flight my eyes are drawn to her every move she is beauty she is death i dream she is mine
sk(i)p
i need to fall in love with my own voice because i feel like a broken record. all the things i want would be better sought from within but i’m broken. so i listen to myself on repeat thinking the skip and the hiss have meaning they don’t.
rusted
some days i lay out in the sun to warm up my robot parts sometimes it rains then i just rust out on the lawn i don’t do it on purpose it is just hard to remember to care some days when all i want is to sit and stare into your eyes and remember […]
fourohfour
this application incarceration tinder setting myself on fire lime wire downloading viruses directly into my mania frame can’t explain can’t contain won’t refrain woeful disdain ones and zeros fluctuate punctuate deteriorate commiserate inundate antiviral mediation feel the bass roll across your skin goosebumps flicking tongues probing fingers phantom limbs growing numb kingdom come banish the […]
junkie
your love is a drug my veins are collapsing i knew this would happen the endorphin overdose has me shaking transferring manic neurosis for sexual subservience in an effort to sate this addiction one look a shot along my ocular nerve humming straight to my brain leaves me stumbling punch drunk searching for more one […]
(un)titled ode XVI
i have whispered your name so many times my tongue has formed a callus my heart has quickened at the simple thought of you it is as if my brain torments it callously one grows numb the other goes insane as if i have a choice
(un)titled ode XV
sometimes i wonder what would happen if i stopped thinking i love you and just said it then that little voice screams in the back of my head that i would lose the small piece of you i have so i stay quiet but know i think it or we can both pretend i do […]
(un)titled ode XIV
telling myself to not love her is like eating soup with a fork it is fucking stupid pointless a waste of time and energy so instead you tip the bowl to your mouth and hope to drown
death defying
hope is a trapeze but someone sawed through the bar love is a tightrope that has been electrified neither come with instructions and the audience wants you to fail because they know a secret the net is made from razor wire suspended over a tank of piranhas
organ donor regrets
i am an organ donor but i am having second thoughts they say the ones who receive the organs sometimes have flashes of the donor’s feelings and thoughts can i risk that does saving a life and inflicting pain still equal a gift take my eyes and see the image of her burnt into the […]
fictional facts
writing of love and need in poetry facilitates the desperation emptiness pit within from so long without writing of love and need in fiction reminds me of why so many of these pathetic odes return to it i may sit on the outside and watch in wonder as it flits past my open chest cavity […]
(un)titled ode XII
his chest is an ice cave each icicle an offering to her crystalline reflections of her beauty her wit etched into the deep blue vascular longing
snow flakes and head stones
her smile reminds me of freshly fallen snow full of promise and unsullied as yet by the world my smile feels like a freshly dug grave full of regrets a final resting place for love now dead
(un)titled ode XI
life is a cycle not always a good one seems finding something equates to losing something else sometimes what we find is much better than what we lose sometimes the inverse is true when i stood at the cusp of losing everything i found you this is a case of it all being worth it […]
wishing
she asked me where does the sun go at night i could have said nowhere it stays in place it is us that moves this chunk of coal spins in place while spinning around her she only seems to travel across the sky when it is the sky that is moving but there is no […]
struh llits
i don’t remember the second i fell in love but i remember the moment it fell apart wish that was reversed trapa llef ti tnemom eht rebmemer i tub evol ni llef i dnoces eht rebmemer t’nod i still hurts
(un)titled ode X
if you look up right now and look at the moon know somewhere i am looking at it and thinking of you
mag(I)cian
i can pull a rabbit from a hat a dove from my pocket make three rings into one interlocked chain i can pull the table cloth off of the table and not disturb a dish saw a woman in half guess your card any card squeeze blood from a stone turn water into wine escape […]
(un)titled ode VII
she crashed through my life like a lightning bolt as quickly as she came she was gone i could no more capture her essence as catch the wind in my feeble grasp then she was gone all that remained lichtenberg figures etched into my heart her signature clawed into my brain her scent burnt into […]
(un)titled ode V
your teeth gnaw gnash your tongue laps at the fluids hunger consumes you my heart is a waterfall streaming pastel colours in an ever slowing stream feast upon my jagged wound before it turns to rot then you shall know feast from famine as my blood turns to honeyed wine on your greedy little tongue […]
(un)titled ode IV
she sought to exorcise my demons unaware that the evil is deeper than sin it goes into my bones it has been finger painted across my soul she wept tears of blood as the fires of purity flashed back in her face it singed her wings left her grounded due to my blackened love she […]
first times
have i grown jaded everything reeking of familiarity longing for a first time again the first time i kissed a girl the world exploded into fireworks racing down my spine the first time i experienced death holding his hand as the last breath rattled out of his chest gaunt and weak the first time i […]
sp(a)ce
it is the spaces between the distance between the nucleus to the electron orbits the gap defines the beauty within and with out the imperfections define perfection it is the space between the stars that makes the night sky so gorgeous the river carves through the rock and makes the scenic valley the distance between […]
1289
if you dig through the ashes sift ever deeper into the embers of who i used to be it is less than you would hope or imagine mix my blood my sweat my remaining tears into the ash paint a masterpiece to remember me by then let the ash blow into the wind i was […]
so you can soar
come to me rest your weary head upon my shoulder let your tears soak into me infuse me i shall take all of your pain your sorrow fold it into the fabric of my being allow you to fly once more you are not meant for this it is why i am here so you […]
she swirls
she swirls in a long black dress through the rain sending droplets in her wake her bare feet glide upon the water ripples spread out a web of waves pulling me in her every step a masterpiece her body saying the words no lip nor tongue could ever utter spellbound drawn ever deeper into her […]
( )
lately everything has been (un)titled (un)able to string more than a few words toget(her) my center was (mis)taken equilibrium (mis)taken for granted everything not nailed down (mis)taken for scrap my he(art) the part of me tarnished and drained (un)able to force out love’s standard refrain my soul the p(art) of me put up for sell […]
(for)sale
i feel less like a person when i consider putting myself back out into the world looking for love and more like an ad for a used automobile good work vehicle still has most of the original parts local use only high mileage somewhat dependable not the best looking some minor damage but gets the […]
cardio
i ran for miles to tell her that i love her she ran for miles in desperation to avoid it in the end her heart was healthier mine on the other hand never quite recovered cupid’s arrow pierced my aorta as she took cover i lay bleeding internally and she kept running
(un)titled ode III
the sun is down the sky has rolled out the blanket of velvety black yet here i sit immune unseeing the clouds sit thick air is heavy with potential storms my mind is locked on you what i would do wouldn’t give to sit and laugh with you but i am tongue tied bound and […]
(un)titled ode II
she sizzles like bacon in a cast iron pan she sputters and spits be careful not to get burnt mostly she doesn’t mean it sometimes the words escape on their own you will know when she does instead of spattering little drops that sting tiny annoyances she will freeze your world solid chattering teeth the […]
(un)titled ode
her smile was like moonlight glinting off of a razor’s edge her fingers like a hangman’s noose around his throat her kisses felt like a sucking chest wound on a winter’s morning she was death he loved her
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lamentation of a restless soul
need me a dusty trail the stars above guide me to a new tomorrow far from home out on this plain away from pain and sorrow all alone is where i’ll roam to find my heart’s desire at night i’ll sit rest a bit beside the cozy fire the wind she sings that gentle breeze […]
yet another one about love and yearning
i miss it some days more than others the crackle like electrictiy sparking to life a neon tube the thrum of power intangible yet making the hairs on your arm stand it isn’t just because i am alone that i miss it hell i’ve been in the death throes of loves last days and been […]
but
her heart was sweet like freshly picked flowers but her eyes were open like a freshly dug grave it was hard to reconcile the two but that didn’t stop me from trying so i wasn’t particularly astonished when it didn’t quite work
hell(o)+(good)bye
i’ve always been good at hellos the problem is the ones i’ve loved were always better at good byes maybe if i were slightly worse at beginnings there wouldn’t have been so many catastrophic endings but the heart does what the heart wants and sometimes two different hearts have vastly different desires
locket
near empty just a few seeds rattling about inside salted earth beneath toxic clouds above feels like lately all there is left is waiting for the crows to pick away what’s left still got life to live but it is fleeting still got dreams but they are fading an image of you distorted over time […]
sea of shadows
he wonders as he reads other’s words on love desire need they draw the pictures of the dream lover they seek he sees in this that loneliness is the only lover he shall have they write of running fingers through his hair(he has none) of penetrating blue eyed gaze(his are hazel, brown and green) looking […]
grave(digger)
i held her like a gravedigger clutching a shovel she was rigid and i knew she would leave blisters even on my calloused hands still i held her like a gravedigger clutching a shovel to dig his own grave and i knew deep down six feet part of me would die from holding her but […]
shells
even a hermit crab eventually has to leave his shell in search of a new one a mad dash from one discarded home to another i feel it’s pain my heart was her shell once upon a time now it is just another facade waiting for the tide to sweep it away if you hold […]
(un)titled she XIV
she is the harmony just beneath the surface, punctuated with every off note the sun hidden behind the rain, still as glorious for the light that remains unseen she is
fangs
her heart has fangs glistening and sharp tearing into mine leaving a withered mass weakly beating itself in remorse
archery
her words spoke of love of hunger desire arrows launched across the great divide but this division cynical derision tainted fletching send the fledgling volley spinning to the dirt in a cloud of mislaid emotion she spoke softly with great passion infusing every line with still heart beats sounding silently throughout the night but the […]
easy
i will seep into you slowly at first you won’t notice at all just the occasional errant thought soon you will wonder where i have gone it is the first sign of affection then the dreams start innocent at first you will wake looking for me forgetting i was never truly there this is how […]
not like words
she had unreal expectations of me because she thought my words were pretty i knew all i could do was let her down she had built me up into this person i never was mistaking metaphor for truth and truth for metaphor i told her i am not worth the time or tears just because […]
in the mo(u)rning
all i have left is the empty bottle of pills and a need for sleep i’m so tired of being alone in pain suffering silently it is no pain that is unique to me we all feel the crushing sorrow of alienation we all cry but as i look at the remains of the house […]
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