the city doesn’t care

The city has a story to tell. Rumour has it you do too, But I'm afraid you won't always Be around to tell it. Sure, you can feel tall and mighty Watching beetles on the pavement, But riddle me this: I was once 11, Now I'm 21; Soon I'll be 31, Then 101...   Look…

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My Goddesses and I

Sugared wings And toasted words flicker In the golden reflections Of elderflower And fizz, And grapes from the yard That grew in ghostly silence Beside the thorn tree. That is also where I blossomed- Beneath autumn rain And summer suns- That is where My celestial mouth Caught its first breath. And I have endured Many…

Confession

I have something to confess:   I don't upload every poem I write.   It's not that I don't trust you, But... It's just... Some things should never Make it out of my head; Some words don't deserve The life I gave them; Some papers just need To be burned.   Some things I am…

Comfort

It’s funny; You can kneel before gods But feel more comfort in the dirt Beneath your knees, Than from the things they offer.   The grass might look greener, But they sold you those eyes And looks can be deceiving;   You might think you need them, But they injected those chemicals. And, these days,…

Than Reality

I'd like to make a toast to fiction- For being a kinder devastation Than reality.

Ghosts in my tears

There are ghosts in my tears! Then cry your eyes out, love, But don't expect me to pass you A tissue. Those ghosts are our friends, They'd be yours too if you Stopped sniffing. You only created them, They owe you nothing.

Turning

Throwing stones at the sky Hoping they'll skip across clouds Turning air into meaning. We're definitely turning something into something, Water into wine, is it? Miracles! That's what I need, Not careless deeds, Not random acts of kindness. Holy prayers Made by holey hands... But won't the words slip right through? Can we not just…

Once

Once we shared paradise, Childlike and wide-eyed, but your heart paled and in a hateful fever of lies - In a storm of sorrow- You left our love out to Die- Dry... I meant dry. It's not dead Only dormant. I know because I still love you.

Light

You're wasting your time. The light for which you pray Is gone. It flared once, then died; swept away by the dark, cocooned in shadow so we believe it is no more. Our love is no more. We have lost our way. We have lost our light.