and the weather says I'll always be here
always changing
Always finding new ways to let you know
how much I feel you
How real you really are.
xo
Friday, January 24, 2014
Sunday, November 17, 2013
Mercy
between a rock and a soft place
I bury my head
ignorance finding me both unready and unwilling
painting my nails a new shade of golden blue
My buried head breathes and eats the dust of the earth
a remedy for both forgetting or remembering.
A line in the sand, holding too close together everything and nothing.
In Love with a God I'm not sure I want to forgive.
I bury my head
ignorance finding me both unready and unwilling
painting my nails a new shade of golden blue
My buried head breathes and eats the dust of the earth
a remedy for both forgetting or remembering.
A line in the sand, holding too close together everything and nothing.
In Love with a God I'm not sure I want to forgive.
Sunday, September 15, 2013
Saturday, September 7, 2013
It's been so Long
time to let love pass right through
and the earth turned hard
waiting for your rain
waiting for you to come
to your own funeral
to cry
for your heart
broken,
& breaking
& breaking
over & over
dreaming like water
we were thirsty
we wanted all of you
we broke our wishbones
wanting more than we could chew
You need to open the window
to get out of the house
out of your mind
your skin
time to let love pass right through
Sunday, August 11, 2013
hopefully hopeless
Like a conversation I can't carry
words missing double meanings
an infinite nothing
I love you so hard man
The hard way
heavy heaving
rocks
my own glass heart
beating, breaking, bloody
Love
enough
for everyone
to lie face down and drown in
words missing double meanings
an infinite nothing
I love you so hard man
The hard way
heavy heaving
rocks
my own glass heart
beating, breaking, bloody
Love
enough
for everyone
to lie face down and drown in
Tuesday, July 30, 2013
Saturday, December 8, 2012
are you?
rhetorical
yet incomplete
the words worlds whirl all around
their letters trip and meaning rip new wholes
in places I forgot to read
sentences that are not battle fields
The sense I can not afford to make nor lose
there is no space for full stops here
It's all me myself and you.
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