What is the capacity of a feeling?The downfall of ego,strength definedpotential insanity,resilience.Enlightenment,feardeath. A heavy wash,pain scented detergenthyperbole softener A screamA moanA whimper. Artwork- Homeshake “Helium” album cover
Tag: feelings
Muse
9.6.2020 I want to paint you in dreams of oil,fiery sand,warm moonlight,molten gold. I want the world as witnessof how I feel for you. I want everyone to see youIN flowersIN silver raincasting shadows on heavens. I want the sun to kneel for you,Rivers to bleed for youStrangers to weep over youdeserts shriveling, parched over…
I used to be a writer
Piano fingers, are lobster claws. A lazy cell evolves. in reverse. Paintbrushes collecting dust slump in tin cups brown strips of rust Camera lenses giving me the eye wondering why I won’t pick up the pen and paper. or at least try. what is a feeling. internal hallucination of a sensation None of it is…
something like water
silver threads silk spooling my fingers. Body like bread crumbling in my arms. Something like water. Carrying current voice of an ocean fluid, yet full. The glass on my lips warm and cold. the fumes of my breath the gold on my neck the hail outside of my window. It is you. Imagine opening your…
Bloody oranges
Pierce the fruit, ripe and supple. Blood dripping down your chin fingers and skin. Peel perfume; Citrus zest. the orange wears red lips and whiskey breath. Good with lemon and lime, likes seltzer too. Orange cream-sickle too good to be true. Take a bite, she’s juicy. Grapefruit’s cousin You may not like her, but that’s…
Invisible ink
Bounce on this lap like you in a bouncy house. Back it up on me I wanna watch you dance. Can I pull on the pony, just a little? Bend you over, write a check, split you down the middle? 9mm bulging through my pants Feel your pretty nails up on it. I don’t need…
Some life, huh?
laughing crying eating breathing sleeping reading drinking feeling dreaming driving swimming skydiving seeing trying winning losing biking hiking swiping typing smoking dancing loving hating financing writing working painting thinking moving. What the hell am I doing?
I worry sometimes
about you about me about freedom. I worry sometimes. about distance about hours about flowers about voices. I worry sometimes. about blood about colors about clouds about water. I worry sometimes. about teeth about pens about birds about friends. I worry sometimes. about dust about lust about sharing about caring. Sometimes I worry Worry I…
Dirt Pudding
Pigmented scents of leather flowers fly by fauna from afar Brownie soil and velvet violets draft a woodland memoir. Doe deer dance with leaping locusts, Moss proposes to the twine, Swooning loons sing sultry serenade Moonlight drips onto shoreline A sour sun once shriveled raisins as it grew drunk from cypress sap. Now Dionysus holds the…
At the beach, sitting in the sand, talking to myself.
Salt water encased in glossy eyes. begging for blue drowning in air. everything before me flies yet I don’t really seem to care. Apathy flood, peace in disguise forbidden waters I have entered The stillness is a mimicked birth And I surrender at its center. Weightless I am cradled by ocean arms, a dissolving human…
C^2 Breakfast
It’s snowing in Chicago right now We’re nearly in May Woke up at 11 on a Saturday Reached for the bowl, Steam my daily greens Forgot that I’m sick, Doc said to find other means. “But I have needs, I have to write.” “Now, now, everything’s gonna be just alright” For the better I suppose…
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