stiffened

time grew us apart and as you

lay beneath my ego and cover my

chest with faithful breathes;

new life becomes.

paragraphs would be cleaver to enter our honest

cleavage but instead i will feel taller knowing

i made your skin smile.

smoky tears glue our heartbeats

and our remorse is designed. 

propelling us to stay;

as we lay down to pray. 

as we lay down

to pray.

his sketch

help me figure out your outer layers

and watch as the determined infancy

sleeps against my will.

steal bodies ruptured by

desire and critical masses.

although we never abused these words

our before becomes the meaningful

after.

all the while;

the blackest moons still arise no matter

how distant her heartbeat tightens.

blue borders outline my fingertips

and writing becomes passageways

into eclipsed breathes.

crickets are begging the songbirds

not to leave yet; morning damps

are threatening our ends. to begin

again and leave me in a writers written

sketch.

back to my basics

to the lady that introduced me to my love for the
short dressed fonts that read to me with much much more;
Emily Dickinson,

you are one of my biggest truest inspirations

just as

this is where i leave you and

tomorrow’s night time will be

just as potent as this writers

traumatized back. for sideways

is where we stand and

i know not of any straighter ropes

around his eyes.

our cries are strangled with portraits

and i am still piecing together this

married coffee.

this is real life and with or without

damp skies; butterflies become.

                                                                                                                                   

beauty

in the beginning we are here

watch me wait for opaque metals melt

so we can dance silver.

mouths closes in sesame wonder

while the instrument tames my back.

i am ready to shed the fear off these tensed

fists and fold neatly the ancient kink in my neck.

my eyes see-though see over jail cell

repetition of obese darkness.

empty abdominal and your eyes

gather me whole.

stubborn facial bones release and

i surrender to my senses;

his exposed strength in uneven

matte greys’.

he is standing tall with erected shoulder

bladed skins ready to love us tenderly.

patently.

now.

i love his night;

because that is when i pray.

tilted skies

my body is painted with

scars and although you've

peeled back my distant layers

the closest i felt to me has left

me empty.

black slants are parading

down my alternative skins

and stars are hung above

her prenatal smile.

tip toed

reuse my nerves

until i become

your quote. lost inspiration

becomes your passionate

void. dumbed by our suicide

toes. bath away my stapled

feelings until their new

is less than our marital slumber.

i'm am without me in stubborn

poems.

parched without moans

starry nights attended with

careful skyscraper veins.

we were restless in our

protagonists and the plot

died on our distilled skins.

i will back into your lights

scream your straw like

facials into oblivion

until the depth of our

matrimony throats are

parallel again.

fonts

remember when i wrote

your art and you

begged me to trust

the purple sky; we

died that day. i bled through

your discreet wardrobe

and stalled in frequency

when we palmed our

grieving eyes.

to hear her breath;

vertical exhales

collect my holes and fills

the grief with smudged

heavens. you are my boundary

created by dusted wings;

where the lost birds dine

me in indigo bulbs.

lecture

i keep starting,

over and over again on

this beating white page.

belonging to no one

and feeding off these

broken wings i'm here

and i'm here. so i will

fall in love in this peace

i will forgive you while i am

down. i will grow unto

this student pavement

and lecture my bones

into strength.

 

pores

words i never knew i knew

to feel or write or think

to thought of. where

we're you my angel;

i needed you always

i always had you.

i planned your distance

and cried before i reached

your fabric eyes. time did not

exist in our breathes; we were

the mere of it's passing by.

impressive fiction knocked

on our forbidden soliloquy

and demanded your eyes

to watch the watching.

to grow and grow and grow

and meet me here;

in our always.

stillness pigments these

foreign trees and i am

diluted in your forever

skies. i'm dripping into

your feelings so that

the many will be

yours

stay with me until the breaks of

my skin layers compete with

your nothing eyes.

i started writing in your skin

than remembered how my

sweater flowed.

beating shoulders crisped

with neglect; i waited so long

to feel that saying that.

forgotten

finally your blank canvas

your ideal naked your

calligraphy run dry

inkless but bloody;

for you.

i love the feeling of feeling

to cry;lest i forget

your forgiveness.

 

sojourn

in meditation i am

in you 

i am in you i am free

in this i am whole

and disappear into

a nameless white page....

to convince me that

freedom stilts carried

us whole would be to

time my death and

afterwards ; tell me i'm still

breathing.

it would be like her without

her. me without living your stillness.

sojourn here in truths and water

inside these dry words.

you brought me back to

him.

attached

out of her brights of soft

sin i am elevated truth beyond

your expressions.

over her feather glowing

fingers i am reverent in

between each tiny particle

space; latitude of the within.

because to restrict thyself 

in a named ;poet

is to have clipped my wings is to have

cut off these words.

everything in thins

i've bowed down

to your weakness

and stayed back

to say i love you.

laid awake to breathe you in.

wherever you

choose i already

begin to cry.

i am equal to nothing if

i can't be with yours.

you are my aura you are

my new universe my

ancient door

again and again

elemental crossover

elliptical decisions; they

sit still with tempered eyes.

shadows of plaid walking

by the wooden steam and

i am guilty of that same

lit pain. plains of pairing

the capital shiny beats

with his slender language;

the subject changed without

us here.