I find it unnerving / how contorted / our minds become
before your selfish / fingers had jammed / themselves into my aorta, / i would’ve walked / right past him
this delicious fire / feels so much sweeter / than….
his tongue dripped with silence
ashes to ashes
little pieces flicker off…
the demons that call don’t like to be ignored
a fable of heaven and hell, or something like it
she felt a scream bubble inside of her heart
I am breaking
can we really ever leave each other? / I exist / so you exist.
a stillness will overcome
when I can finally forgive the past
and I wonder why / the birds don’t hear / the noise in my heart
turning whiskey into nothing
there is a comfort / in talking to you / a warmth I still feel / despite my own misery
i am thankful for you / (in a way)
you once told me / that regardless of our love / mother river / always changes her course / leaving a trail of destruction / to create a ne…
fragments of a former love fool
your love came with a knife
insert your f***ing knife / across the yielding skin / of my forehead
contact (without my heart)
(my heart laid out on an empty page)
get out of my head
fall from grace
Have you ever heard the sound of a leaf when it falls from a tree in solitude?
the snake in your throat
they crawl into your jugular / and wrap around your larynx / squeezing it / a boa constrictor
My favorite moments / are when I watch you sleep
The Secret River
I don’t want to be / some silly leftover romance / that started like a nuclear bomb / and ended without a whisper
Journey of Forgotten Flesh
You left in a storm and left me alone / to nurse myself back to health / amongst the shattered earth / and slices of forgotten flesh.
A Victim’s Retort
I wish your words had burnt your tongue / and filled your disparaging mouth with blood, / so all that issued forth was strangled sounds / a…
Tear It Out – #4
It’s the only time he feels free. The wind blows his long sandy hair out of his grey eyes as he glides home.
as i / stepped up off the bus / a welter of faces and raindrops / arose like mist
Thoughts of you are tiny imps / whispering in my ear, / endlessly / ceaselessly / tirelessly.
Tear It Out – #3
He examines the picture. It is the composite of half of a face. The eye is the focus, large and dark. But instead of an iris, inside is the…
photo boxes and red leather shoes
your entire life / reduced down to small flashes / kept in a box
fresh from a pulsing vein i / will spill myself out in small / painful drops that drain my / soul
Tear It Out – #2
They were the same brown eyes, full of the world, just heavier from experiencing more years.
Tear It Out – #1
There, on the floor in the looming shadow of books, sits the boy. Large brown eyes that hide a secret. If you look very closely you could s…