Wanna carve you out
a slice of me
w/ my pocket knife
wanna carve
my life
out right
wanna carve you
something
nice
wanna starve
my soul
so that I may eat right
carve me out
a slice
of life
starve me
out
my soul is hungry.
Month: July 2016
Details v. Facts
Details to forget
Details to ensnare
Details are facts
Facts are oft forgotten
Facts come back to haunt
Facts hide under nails
Carried Away
S’ok if I sway
every now and again
so long as I don’t get carried
away in the breeze
Locked In
Eyes don’t match
my inner turmoil
all I needed was a seed
but I swallowed it
did not nurture it
chill down my spine
I want that feeling
all of the time
gooseflesh & hair raised
in the best of ways
I can channel it
only for so long
the embers must go cold
I can control it
only for so long
the fire must go out
my children’s embrace
I wish I could stay
locked in forever
we never stop
being children
finding our way
Absence of Routine
Why does the absence
of routine make us sad?
when we should be
embracing what’s to come,
we should be embracing
the absence of routine.
instead I’m fighting back tears
as I’m retracing steps
from a thousand blind walks.
as I’m moving forward in time.
goddammit, fuck routine.
why am I not embracing its absence?
Neon Bug Catcher
I am a neon bug catcher
catching all the things I do not want
I am deep woods mosquito repellent
attracting all the itchy bites
I am what I need to be
and everything I am not
I could try several notches harder
at the same time I could do much worse
I have so many goal posts
I don’t have a fucking clue
I want it all on a shiny platter
I want nothing at all
Florissant, CO
Rocks
Sticks
Pinecones
Moss
Pine is in the air
Smoke is cleansing fear
Bones are on the ground
Ashes on the ground
Dirt on my fingers
Air in my lungs
Bows
Arrows
Wind chimes
Stars
Fire is in the heart
Smoke erases fear
Stones are on the ground
Feet firm on the ground
The past, it lingers
But the future is my home
Sage
Fire
Dirt roads
Sky
Future Embrace
I see future in the embers.
