Wednesday, January 31, 2018

#BellLetsTalk

Don't be kind or gentle
Be an absolute brute and smash
Through each wall with endless vigour
Until you can hear what

They've been telling you this whole time

Nourish

Friendships are like food
Some are useful, necessary
Others just taste good
Sometimes those are opposing properties

Often the most nourishing spoil early


Friends

Most friends are
Time spent or time wasted
Few friends are time used and fewer time gained
Let's not try to be friends

I'd rather consider us time cherished



Gentle

Shitting on the nice guy
The gentle giant
Easy targets I suppose
However if we fall first

What remains but your worst fear



Monday, January 29, 2018

Dream

Watching you dance is
Star gazing
Attaining you is beyond my wildest
Witnessing you is enough to say

Dream come true

Sunday, January 28, 2018

Tomorrow

There's a place for us
Not here and now
Certainly not yesterday's fight
So how on earth could it

Not be tomorrow

Sky

If we end what use is there
For love at first sight
Or the moon, or star-crossed anything
The road ahead looks dreary

All I hope for now is sunrise and sunset

Friday, January 26, 2018

Remember

I gave myself
A little piece of what you left me
Without even remembering
It's our anniversary
Remember when we were so sure

Pouring

I'm looking for that place
Where love abounds for the shy
Where water is poured
First for those who have yet to drink

Second for those who poured

Thursday, January 25, 2018

Honestly

His honesty
Is almost dishonest
It leaves me having to inspect
How he could possibly feel this way

Without it being a lie

Tuesday, January 23, 2018

Beat

As my last trick I hoped to have
Lived on in your heart forever
With some loving words to remember me by
Forgetting me though is

All that will get that heart beating

Saturday, January 20, 2018

Rest

Today my chains withered to
Silk over my wrists and
Between my fingers
Your hair resting in my palms as I whispered

Promises of restitution for your reprieve

Friday, January 19, 2018

Ink

The ink in my pen
Paint on my palette
I want to unveil your potential
To bring my dream to life

I have no masterpiece without you

Montage

Spending the day with you
Was like a montage of splendid cliches
I suppose this counters
My previously held beliefs around

The lost need for love and romance

Thursday, January 18, 2018

Chute

It doesn't matter that I'm happy
Everything after you has been free fall
I grabbed a chute before the push
The sooner I use it the greater

My choices of where to land

Agency

In a single moment
Everything I felt for you
Went from right to wrong
A moment of your choosing

I've lost enough agency to care for fate

Territory

By the end of each argument
I come back to the same place
We're two small animals
On a really big rock

Fighting each other over territory

Tuesday, January 16, 2018

First

I expected my first time ever
To feel like this
And this is the first time
It ever did

I've lived so many lies

Gloss

I can say now
It's impossible to kiss you again
With the same lips
Dry as our time in the sun has made them

I could only kiss you now with gloss removed

Thresholds

He had the nerve to say
I broke him
Not a single tear in six months
Until he pushed me into willing arms

Worth more than my two seasons of weeping

Cloak

Certainly I've lost desire
Which I thought was the problem
But, once the cloak was removed
It appeared I had lost love too

Which is why I was so hungry for yours

Saturday, January 13, 2018

Myth

Then you're taught about
Race
That this person is more like you
Because of their skin colour

Life is spent dissecting the truths of this myth

Sunday, January 07, 2018

Para Que

From what I see
You're far more beautiful
In your own light
Than under mine

Seeing you is paradise and paradox

Welcome

I get why
You can never see me in a new light
I struggle to do the same
With you or myself

Perhaps I welcome the same darkness

Outside

Is love a thing
Outside of us or in us
It's romantic to feel that it's
Out of our control

Until it's out of our control

The Book

Do we ever love new
Don't we beg poems and ballads
To remind us of love known
I would like to finally turn the page

Without it feeling like closing the book

Mortgage

There's no free lunch
I have paid for her unhappiness
In full
Today I'm selling our love nest

There's mortgage to renew

First and Last

I'll never say sorry
I've taken on all your sorrow
I can't handle my own
All the same I wish you the understanding

That I loved you with all I had