051
Wednesday, December 9th, 2009i want to bite a
juicy red plump tomato
because it will bleed
i want to bite a
juicy red plump tomato
because it will bleed
looking at your mouth,
i cannot help but wonder
how sweet it would taste.
just for you to stay,
i would burn my every book.
i cannot go on.
should i speak up and
give life to the thoughts that you
create on your own?
where i want to live:
safe behind your ribcage and
right next to your heart.
on my nightly trips,
i will take my best weapon
and write to the world.
these are our last days
to speak up would be illo
gical, but that’s love
there is where i was
going to write your name but
i chickened out
what i think about:
you. you. you some more. youyouyou.
quite often it’s you.
luke skywalker and
james t. kirk, this weekend was
all about you two.
being home always
feels like a snippet of life
that’s never long enough
use minimum force
when dealing with the bad me
still me after all
unicorn puppy
resting in the captain’s arms
wuddup with that horn?
runny nose and tears
fan my tongue in hope of relief
damn jalapeƱos
innermost fantasy
not stuck on an island with him
but be a sea-sailing pirate
I feel the music
Coursing through my skin and guts
Joy seeps from my heart
by dante
i’ve found your secret
you’re just a fake palindrome
nothing impressive
only one more month
until i get a little
bit older, wiser.
what the fuck, macbook?
you’re so goddamn loud. i thought
you were better than that.
all i have right now:
my existential ennui.
please don’t take that too.
i just want to be
strange, pretty, and exotic
like the tigerlily
I’m a stargazer
You are my constellation
We are worlds apart
by sophia
voice so smooth and soft
covers me like a velvet
and butter blanket
i’ll never reach you.
you’re far too high. my fault, though,
i put you up there.
fill my lungs with
all that you are and all that
you will ever be