Promise to stay.
And then
Turn around and walk away.
09/10/2016
The nonsensical ramblings of a person trying madly to make it through life one day at a time.
Wednesday, October 12, 2016
Tuesday, May 17, 2016
On Evol
How do I say I love you
without saying the word?
Do I show you? But you are so far.
Become a mime? They are so strange and silent.
Paint a picture? But I can't draw.
What if I call it something else? Like 'Evol' for instance?
That's not a word, that's just something I made up.
It is safe. Even whimsical.
Not even all that clever, but it works.
So will you miss it
I wonder,
or will you understand
when I say,
I evol you
when I wait up for you to call.
I evol you
when I listen to you talk.
I evol you
when you make me laugh and cry.
I evol you
through the thousand little things that make up the days
that I have to wait
to see you
to touch you
just to be with you.
I know I shouldn't say it.
I know it is hard to hear.
I know I shouldn't read into it
but you tell me you evol me
with music.
The songs of others
that you bend to your purpose of making me feel good.
What do I have but words?
All I have
are the words that I hold
on the tip of my tongue
and bite down on every time they try to come out.
I give up.
You know what?
I evol you
whether I say it out loud or not.
17/05/2016
without saying the word?
Do I show you? But you are so far.
Become a mime? They are so strange and silent.
Paint a picture? But I can't draw.
What if I call it something else? Like 'Evol' for instance?
That's not a word, that's just something I made up.
It is safe. Even whimsical.
Not even all that clever, but it works.
So will you miss it
I wonder,
or will you understand
when I say,
I evol you
when I wait up for you to call.
I evol you
when I listen to you talk.
I evol you
when you make me laugh and cry.
I evol you
through the thousand little things that make up the days
that I have to wait
to see you
to touch you
just to be with you.
I know I shouldn't say it.
I know it is hard to hear.
I know I shouldn't read into it
but you tell me you evol me
with music.
The songs of others
that you bend to your purpose of making me feel good.
What do I have but words?
All I have
are the words that I hold
on the tip of my tongue
and bite down on every time they try to come out.
I give up.
You know what?
I evol you
whether I say it out loud or not.
17/05/2016
Saturday, February 6, 2016
Bits and Pieces V
You wound your way
into my heart
like barbed wire.
Your thorns twisting
straight through me.
Moving deeper
with every beat.
Ba dum / Ba dum / Ba dum.
holding on
harder
tighter
never to let me go.
I am made and remade
Continually.
Because ...
to be human is to be broken.
And broken
is its own kind of beautiful.
And,
Fate
Loves
the
Fearless.
A lot can happen in a year.
06/02/2016
My thanks to Roshan, R.M Drake, Virginia Woolf and Pintrest for the words.
into my heart
like barbed wire.
Your thorns twisting
straight through me.
Moving deeper
with every beat.
Ba dum / Ba dum / Ba dum.
holding on
harder
tighter
never to let me go.
I am made and remade
Continually.
Because ...
to be human is to be broken.
And broken
is its own kind of beautiful.
And,
Fate
Loves
the
Fearless.
A lot can happen in a year.
06/02/2016
My thanks to Roshan, R.M Drake, Virginia Woolf and Pintrest for the words.
Thursday, January 21, 2016
Bits and Pieces IV
I promised myself
I wouldn't fall in love with you.
But it's 1 am
and we are laughing too hard.
So I unchained my demons.
I let them play.
I let them run.
Because you are my moment of quiet
in a loud shouting world.
When we are together,
I forget the rest.
I. am. Screwed.
So, I pried open my rib cage; I
ripped out my heart.
because we are all made of glass.
and Your shards cut me into
pieces
when I was not meant to be loved in parts.
22/01/2016
My thanks to Pintrest for all the words.
I wouldn't fall in love with you.
But it's 1 am
and we are laughing too hard.
So I unchained my demons.
I let them play.
I let them run.
Because you are my moment of quiet
in a loud shouting world.
When we are together,
I forget the rest.
I. am. Screwed.
So, I pried open my rib cage; I
ripped out my heart.
because we are all made of glass.
and Your shards cut me into
pieces
when I was not meant to be loved in parts.
22/01/2016
My thanks to Pintrest for all the words.
Sunday, January 17, 2016
Bits and Pieces III
Once upon a time,
an angel and devil
fell in love.
It was not exactly love at first sight.
They fell in love like you fall asleep
Slowly,
then all at once.
She was fire.
He was ice.
And he walked through flames
so that the heat of her body
could melt the frozen parts of his heart.
He was bigger with her.
Together,
They were brighter.
It was ...
Exciting
to find parts of themselves in someone else.
He had beautiful eyes.
The kind you get lost in.
And she did.
She was madness, sanity
She was Hell and Paradise.
Her love broke his bones
And
He
Laughed.
For did they not say,
Find what you love and let it kill you?
17/01/2016
My thanks to Lynette Simeone, Christy Ann Martine, Charles Bukowski, John Green and Word Porn for the words.
an angel and devil
fell in love.
It was not exactly love at first sight.
They fell in love like you fall asleep
Slowly,
then all at once.
She was fire.
He was ice.
And he walked through flames
so that the heat of her body
could melt the frozen parts of his heart.
He was bigger with her.
Together,
They were brighter.
It was ...
Exciting
to find parts of themselves in someone else.
He had beautiful eyes.
The kind you get lost in.
And she did.
She was madness, sanity
She was Hell and Paradise.
Her love broke his bones
And
He
Laughed.
For did they not say,
Find what you love and let it kill you?
17/01/2016
My thanks to Lynette Simeone, Christy Ann Martine, Charles Bukowski, John Green and Word Porn for the words.
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