the next breath is the last

ready to take off, ready to soarI’m tired of sighing, no longer lyinglaying in the waste, my soul is ready to flyall the money in the world, I still want morethe grass is greener when I’m stilllife is a choice, and I have free willI can see the birds poke their heads outsilently observing, fate […]

watching their tongues (I cut them out)

crawl out of my skin and watch me diethe soul is leaping, but my spirit is dryfailed to be quenched by sex and poetryto lay my heart to your lips, to feel the linesevery imaginable high left me lownow I’m lost in a sea of translation and hateof good gone bad gone evil gone suicidalnot […]

finish on their faces

you filthy scumstroking the balls of depressed slavesmasturbating the children to grow oldslowing the rotation of the planetand force feeding modified muckyou call it food, I say mind controlmanipulated to murder each otherthen ourselves, slowly, bitterlyand okay with being taxedevery step of the waythe sun doesn’t shine, it bleedsand moonshine dampens the sex scene

crazy, stupid hate

the death is like a knife to my lipsI beg to be taken but it runs too highthe bloodshot pools in my eyes readymy fingers grasp the edge of your throatfollow my heaving breaths to the end of timeI’m ready, I’m ready, I’m finally readybut the high is an emotional letdownand the door slams shutI’m […]

writing my coda

the sentence broke offat the slightest quiverI can’t help but watch the shiverthis you can’t take, can’t shrug asideit didn’t mean to be an attackbut the barbs sink deep and latch onthere’s not a kiss, not a songthat can change this moment nowI try to notice the shadow behind your facebut there’s no use in […]

meaning

watershed of emotionsindifferent onlookers suddenly morphmelodious puppets on invisible stringbowing and weeping, they mourn the actof crossing the river Styxarchetype as old as metamorphic rockas prevalent as the water vapor in my lungsand as momentous as godsgiving humans the power of fireyou may not be able to see the victorybut can you feel it? taste […]

awaiting the punishment

I feel no heatI see no lightI hold no loveI sing no songI believe no truthI desire no tomorrowThere is bitterness withinI butter my bread with itevery time I take a breathThere is sickness deepinside my marrowBreak my neck and ingest itMy heart is always collapsedSo drink the blood and be filledWith everything I’ve tried […]