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20 years old. Collection of scattered thoughts, feelings, and images.
I am starting a series of quatrain poems. These poems will be about whatever is saddening me on any particular day. The series is entitled "untitled sadness" and I will be writing one everyday. Thanks for reading.
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what if I don’t want to make any sense?
and the rabbit runs into the moon cave
with a smile, followed by friends
who genuinely love him and care about
him. and want to be with him because
they just enjoy his company.
What if I don’t want to make any sense?
and the star fish cradles the last crab around
because he can and doesn’t need anything else,
he just wants to hold and be held.
what if I don’t want to make any sense?
and the leaves on trees don’t fall,
and there never was any elves to inhibit
the trees that never gave us candy.
what if I don’t want to make any sense,
and I want you to drown me in your veins?
I want you to build me back to life
I want you to dream of us kissing
and I want you to not really care
dried river beds and fallen leaves will lead me to you
at your grave today,
i sat for three hours.
hoping that your
neighbors would
become jealous
of our love.
i seem to be
a hollow tree
passing time
with no leaves.
And right when I’m at a loss
for words of feeling,
you sit on my tongue like
saliva
that is meant to be
swallowed and
restored back into my
body.
(drag my cig) “hey”
(drag my cig) “sup”
(drag my cig) “later”
(drag my cig) “fuck i suck”
waves like us were
never meant
for the shore.
you see,
we run in
fear and
displace ourselves,
anything to avoid
every other crashing
wave.
we are blue whales
in the beautiful sea
wandering forever
not meant to be
seen.
your brain
is similar to
mine.
in the way that
we spray paint
our hearts
in places we know
nobody will ever
see them.
you are the
moon and the
stars. from a
mountain, i watch.
you are a distant storm.
and every time you near,
storm warnings flash
constantly my dear.
i want to be heard
by someone in
the distance.
someone sitting
on the top of a
lighthouse,
so they can
guide me to some
place that matters.
I am just
so tired
of being
human.
can you feel my
pulse? it is
breathing like
an earthquake.
i want to be forever
in a dream
so please don’t
wake me.