Resume

I take a pair of scissors and I trim around the edgesTill a visible perimeter remainsThe more I seem to cut away the easier it getsAnd soon enough I'm past the nerves and into veins It's hard to get it started, all the cutting that's requiredTo remove all of the faces and the noiseAnd some, … Continue reading Resume

Snow

The scattering light doesn't travel as far and the windows are wearing their ageThe edge of tomorrow is sitting alone in a cold and ephemeral cageAnd here I go trying to smile againAnd pretend there's a storyOf fortune and gloryThat needs to be placed onto paper with penBut I can't even fill up a page … Continue reading Snow

Weep

Take me where the flowers never bloomed and never willAnd happiness is in a pillThat doesn't know the word "until"And with their petals ever stillBeneath the tomb of what we killSo can we decorate decay with lily, rose, and daffodil Tell me that the sun is hidden low behind the crestWhere only death was made … Continue reading Weep

Please

Please don't let me wander where the roads that I avoided ever sprawlWhere, behind the thickets, lie the secrets that I keepAnd only words remain as any proof that I can weepWhere just so many patterns rest in humble disarrayBut these are mine, it's what I have, and I would love to lose them all … Continue reading Please

Disconnect

How do I followOr hope to respectWhat was worthy in meOr was lacking in theeWhen the optional feelingsWere met the ceilingsOf wanting your warmest neglect? What does it matterAnd what did it notWhen I promised the worldAs my own was unfurledBy your carrion passionYour flare and your fashionAnd everything else I forgot How do I … Continue reading Disconnect

Memorandum

Lucille has that tone that she gets when she's annoyed and she's doing that thing where she punctuates every few sentences with that hanging space before offering an almost silent sigh of exasperation. "Well," she begins saying - like she always does when she's annoyed - "we need it done sooner rather than later." I … Continue reading Memorandum

Dismissed

Diluting my spirit with spirits dilutedI wonder, how much of me's left?When words elocuted are barely a memoryBorne of the wreckage that left me bereft With wandering syllables slowly salutingA banner I made out of dreadAnd wearing a uniform made of out of treacheryLeaking affinity, just to pretend that I bled Dissolving the meaning with … Continue reading Dismissed